Fito & Fitipalids - Rusty Heart
Everything falls apart and is so easy all my sand castles are
everything you dream is so fragile all I drink is your absence And my poor heart I iron was oxidized with punishment is that I have not sleep and I sleep
the fire that warms no
Everything is so sterile
singing all the songs are the same
very few people too many different
blood of my
wound sma
And my poor heart
iron was oxidized with I
penalties is that I have not sleep and I sleep
this fire that warms no
My poor heart
oxidized
My poor heart shrunk
My poor heart all damage
My poor heart all the good lived
My poor heart as bad
My poor heart, the divine, the brave, the cowardly
, as expected, my virtue, my fault, my gorge
my way
My poor heart no matter how small
My poor heart will always miss
My poor heart that do not fit and penalties
always hurts me I'll take verbena
My poor hearton that keeps me alive
My poor heart always light on
My poor heart that sometimes want to leave
My poor heart that's hooked on speed
My poor heart
live
My poor heart on Sunday
My poor heart in My poor heart
balls in F Sharp
and my poor heart and my poor heart
...
I was rusty and my poor heart ... look that is always crying and my poor heart
and my poor heart and my poor heart
...
