Hai le ali, perchè non salti per volare?[...]But gravity always wins And it wears him outIt wears him out It wears him out It weeeeaaaa [...]She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thingMy fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceilingIf I just turn and run And it wears me out It wears me out It wears me out It wears me out If i could be who you wantedIf i could be who you wanted all the time All the time
Post N° 45
Hai le ali, perchè non salti per volare?[...]But gravity always wins And it wears him outIt wears him out It wears him out It weeeeaaaa [...]She looks like the real thing She tastes like the real thingMy fake plastic love But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceilingIf I just turn and run And it wears me out It wears me out It wears me out It wears me out If i could be who you wantedIf i could be who you wanted all the time All the time