Тексты песен Corey Smith

A fist through the window, A foot in the front door, A belly full of wiskey and cocaine, He went of the deep end, Yelled I hate you I'm leaving, I'm taking this car and you won't ever see me agian, An

We don't talk about it We never wanted you to go It's so sad to think that we can't hang in your basement anymore The hurt it stays inside us Cause our feelings we don't show But we'll miss the days w