Woorden: Schatzi. Fifty Reasons To Explode. Gladys.

I had to live through you , step into your shoes
Cast away my cares, colder than your stares
How can I exist if I'm the only one?

Gladys, you're all that I miss

I'm choking in your skin, drowning in your arms
Sometimes I kind of miss the alienation
We're the sons of true revolutions too

Gladys, you're all that I miss