There Are Ghosts - Karate

Don't say a word Not because I know what you mean Not because I've heard you say this before But in this semblance of Democracy It's like vacuum for what you ov

Reticent she returns to the streets Where she once floated above in hospital sheets Hands on the walls where small handprints still weigh With the burden of cri

作曲: Farina, Goddard, McCarthy Careful when you crank that last one down The yellow chips with ease, with age They're kind of old but they're the best ones The

Capsize tired eyes collapse into clean sheets Martinized By bored friends' mothers who feed to release their trust in kids and adult defeats Home fries ain't no

I'm at a stand still It's 98 degrees Can't put one thing into my car, yeah Nothing's gonna stop the steam I got my hands up No other price to compare Held up by

Gloves hold you in Accessorise Corners of sin And potential crimes The colds scolds your chin Draws some salt from an eye But even the wind Can't get much of a

May as well be on the stretcher Black