Xvii Lyrics & Chords By Giardini Di Mirò

By God I'm tired I'm tired and I want to go home She's warm, like fire The smoke will lead you home My hands are tied Tied to the evil I know It's wild, like...read more

find a way to leave unscathed taking nothing but half baked ideas little victories are all i claim my regard was not enough for you miles away from where i want to be miles...read more

this feels like i'm the loosed heart you're brushing off your brand new sleeve heartless, inclined to be patient while i work out how to work you with these average grade...read more

Hold me Tell me that I can be Instantly loved any time It was so nice When you came along And in turn found me when I was not strong Hold me, tell me That I can be ...read more

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