Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty sleeper Your twisted mind is like snow on the road Your shaking shoulders prove that it’s colder Inside your head than the winter of dead I will tell you I love you But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears My nose and feet are running as we […]
Oh, Miss Believer, my pretty sleeper Your twisted mind is like snow on the road Your shaking shoulders prove that it’s colder Inside your head than the winter of dead I will tell you I love you But the muffs on your ears will cater your fears My nose and feet are running as we […]
