
Gırhanaci fırfani, cıa cira cirana, cor cae cahena, din din din din din dım darom

Gırhanaci fırfani, cıa cira cirana, cor cae cahena, din din din din din dım darom

They kept carving little scratches all over my heart… look what kind of creature i’ve turned into now

They kept carving little scratches all over my heart… look what kind of creature i’ve turned into now

Sometimes I really feel like losing my mind.

Sometimes I really feel like losing my mind.

I have a dream, boys. Thieves with lightbulbs up their asses. Empty shoe boxes. Hurt people, still hopeful…

I have a dream, boys. Thieves with lightbulbs up their asses. Empty shoe boxes. Hurt people, still hopeful…
