達人專欄
Shouldering the blame
Walking into frame
Like a lighted silhouette
Against a cotton sheet
Smothering the crease
Walking into frame
Like a lighted silhouette
Against a cotton sheet
Smothering the crease
Tin can in hand
Waiting for God to come around
But He never comes around
He never comes around
Waiting for God to come around
But He never comes around
He never comes around
<Building> - Funeral for a Friend
