by kris title.The verse of what we think the night is long and young to be come the one. off making this verse,.... nothing makes sence for this words to cure my soul ,. they way we turn and say things becomes the words of every day making this sound. like the song of your dreams when all this comes out there,. is a like magic comes out for great riff or everything comes on real to soon to become what we are and we have,. to fight and complet our selfs
Posted on: Tue, 18 Jun 2013 17:33:35 +0000