Bästa just nu!
Time can make more rubble out of dreams than anything
In a quiet neighborhood where she's living without wings
There's eyes behind the curtains and there's ears below the floor
Cracks inside the ceiling and there's shadows at the door
The boredom stirs a rage inside her soul
A rage that reaches out and takes control
Baby she's a wild thing
In a quiet neighborhood where she's living without wings
There's eyes behind the curtains and there's ears below the floor
Cracks inside the ceiling and there's shadows at the door
The boredom stirs a rage inside her soul
A rage that reaches out and takes control
Baby she's a wild thing
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