Тексты песен Buck 65

[Achilles] This collection of sketches, rough and scattered, is arranged by instinct. There's entropy at work, but mostly it happened by accident Sure a story goes with this, but for it to make sense

(Jenn Grant) Down by the lake you saw me And you knew I was waiting for you Looking in between those long reeds Your reflection it fell upon. How we missed that love. (Buck 65) The words written on my