I set my hand to writing you It drifted off the page I sold my one vision for a piece of the cake I haven't ate in days For unspoken value, aesthetic
Превод: Цеца Разнатовиц. Фан маил.
: I set my hand to writing you It drifted off the page I sold my one vision for a piece of the cake I haven't ate in days For unspoken value, aesthetic
