Trading Skin Paroles

Paroles de Trading Skin

It wont just disappear. hostage to the humility. insatiable careening to the underside. sing the theme of a new cradle song as the chant and the epitome of the end. it wont just disappear -instrumentation: a pathos chorus of inequitude- sing along sing along staring up at feet (2x)- from the underside from the underneath he prays and he prays from the underneath he preys and he still prays -stay the unseen (4x)- this time season killed the preacher sing the theme of a new cradle song as the chant the epitome of the end