Testi:
Gold Kids All Roads Lead To The Wrong Place

't be My injured soul won't be the same smashed twice. When I close my eyes I just see mistakes. What have I become ? gettin old in the wrong place, will

about you We all need somebody Another night another lesson learned It's the distance that keeps us sane But when the silence leads to sorrow We do it all again - all

mel and all his other friends were in the county jail which is where i sent the letter that said things are gonna get better he said you've got it all wrong