James gruntz

She's sitting here she is all alone She's waiting here she is beautiful She's waiting for him but he won't ever come And maybe she's in love Sometimes everything is changing in a moment I'd like to...

I turn around from in to outside The smell of dethrone in the blood Disfigured lungs have stopped to breathe in The air enriched with things I've given up The skies have changed it's all arranged...