I'm rotting inside My flesh turns to dust Whisper, are you dying in my ear? I'm so sick to death Tumors in my head <a href="http://www.testimania.
I'm rotting inside My flesh turns to dust Whisper, ?are you dying?? in my ear I'm so sick to death Tumors in my head Whisper, ?are you dying?? in my
I'm rottin' inside My flesh turns to dust Whisper, are you dying in my ear? I'm so sick to death Tumors in my head Whisper, are you dying in my ear?
I'm rotting inside My flesh turns to dust Whisper, are you dying in my ear? I'm so sick to death Tumors in my head <a href="http://www.testimania.com
Traduzione: Green Day. Rotting.
I'm rotting inside My flesh turns to dust Whisper, ?are you dying?? in my ear I'm so sick to death Tumors in my head Whisper, ?are you dying?? in my ear
: I'm rotting inside My flesh turns to dust Whisper, ?are you dying?? in my ear I'm so sick to death Tumors in my head Whisper, ?are you dying?? in my
: I'm rotting inside My flesh turns to dust Whisper, are you dying in my ear? I'm so sick to death Tumors in my head <a href="http://www.testimania
crawl. Rotting ?? [sounds like "showness"] ??? A hunger for the blade A regal purple Anguish and mourning Waltzing in the jade Eyes sunken Green lips
Rotten peaches rotting in the sun Seems I've seen that devil fruit since the world begun Mercy I'm a criminal, Jesus I'm the one Rotten peaches rotting
slacks. Slick your hair back and tell me to remain calm, you do the same shit all day long. You'll say what it takes because all you see is green, all
saved green stamps for a day like today. hold it steady and cut it deep. the blood runs warm. she'll deny what it's done. feel the color of rotting pears
to high like a child on a swing Pomp pulled to hard at their wings Used to ride the day Through the lands of green, Yet the land's turned grey And the
Golden Age one day to plot In freedom of leaders and gods We will ride our way To the lands of green. Lest until that day We forget our dream. For we
disbelieving eyes as those bits of metal and the embers the embers of his eyes fanned out into the air black dust flames oh Johnny! some day they'll
Watching the clock, my mind is rotting. Another day perfect for souless shopping. You spend your money and drive your car. And thats all i need to
