gnashing of teeth, teeth grinding, and to the harsh, Wirsch
faces, looks, comments. That must be hard, real life, each
his lot, his burden, his comfort, I'd almost desperate
whether the trouble of the long road. What am I doing here?
sight no long distances to see only vanishing points on the way to Dir
And then in your arm, all good, everything else no matter
all you, all major, all just a tickle laugh, feel good,
are the moments, such as gifts, such as drinks with lime juice and alcohol.
And then in your arm, all good, everything else no matter priceless Hours, once the colorful pictures on your wall, days like seconds and you my prince and foundling in Wonderland.
umbedingt listen! Kleingeldprinzessin - All You, All major
