Versuri Small Brown Bike - The Cannon And Tanks
i know that this might sound strange, but i can't think of a better way to say that if i could find the words i'd tear them out of my throat and crush them into your eyes. so i wrote myself a list of things that i've been meaning to say. i forced them out of my head, but i can't find your eyes. i try to call it a truce, approach you crush them out of my life, convince you. a walk is all that i need; this ambiguity feels like a knife in me. sixteen blocks without any thanks, i feel that i think the cannons and tanks. all of these wars that i try to explain get defused so many times so i play with my shoes, i've learned to untie them with my eyes. i try to call it a truce, approach you crush them out of my life, convince you. call it a truce, crush them out of my life.