Just light the match and run Run from all those times She poured gasoline By fires light, she cried She cried all night Salt from her tears Rusted shut
just light the match and run run from all those times she poured gasoline, and by fires light she cried she cried all night, until the salt from her
Vertaling: Hawthorne Heights. Bespoediging van de Octaven.
: just light the match and run run from all those times she poured gasoline, and by fires light she cried she cried all night, until the salt from
