silage why...sure şarkı sözleri
Back to the backside, hover as you goAnd everything means nothing as you knowAnd sure I know your helping hands arePressed against your picked fenceBut everything means nothing as you knowSo why try?Take me outside, let's see what madeYou cold insideAnd call on me so I can take youHome this timeSo back to the backside folded handsAre pressed against the wet cementAnd call on me so I can take youHome this timeYeah, you've got it all turned around nowAnd sure, it's everyoneYeah, you've got it all figured out nowWhy...sure
