Тексты песен Milow

Coming of age ain’t about what you do It’s giving in to what’s predefined When you trade all your dreams for compromise It is never what you have in mind One shot of happy, two shots of sad Tha

I wish you smelled a little funny Not just funny really bad We could roam the streets forever Just like cats but we’d never stray I sometimes wish you were a mermaid I could raise you in the tub at ho