Human shame
Not know its own place
Holier than thou
How many souls have you called love?
I will be there by the sea
Throwing your ashes into the wind
As a platonic feeling
With a nod from the atlantic
All my teenage dreams
Will be destroyed by your weary youth
In the shape of a pill
Prescriptions and nicotine
Tenha acesso a benefícios exclusivos no App e no Site
Chega de anúncios
Badges exclusivas
Mais recursos no app do Afinador
Atendimento Prioritário
Aumente seu limite de lista
Ajude a produzir mais conteúdo