Benjamin Booker

Spoon Out My Eyeballs
Down and listen to the radio if I our last song will disappear I will hide these tears and Im ready, give me something hat I can doubt Do you screaming? Did it sound like I am spoken From the day I will rise upon And you know that I will hide my hands Until the rain my body til the building spill to my eyeballs and my feet will be good for your fall My hand ball is To a league some god damn thing I close my eyes and I wait for And I start to shine Do you remember we was seventeen when we lost my shit a couple. Can move with my feet Its get harder, harder to be real, to be real, to be real To be real, to be real darling g To be real darling , to be real, to be real Aus Songtexte Mania