Тексты песен Gavin Friday

Land on the moon… Land on the moon If we close our eyes… it wont make it go away? If we scream inside… It wont make it go away? Come on Come on… Take my Hand… Don’t let it make you cry, it can't be al

Here she comes like a child with a gun She makes you feel like you're the only one She smiles and it's dangerous... in a little black dress Superman and the filthy rich Get in the queue to scratch her