I'm sorry to be the one Who scraped down your house one day Should i be your hanger-on? I turn my head away Thank god, i really was the lord Who could not stand your fame No one or nobody else Many times I wish you would give up your ghosts.
I'm sorry to be the one Who scraped down your house one day Should i be your hanger-on? I turn my head away Thank god, i really was the lord Who could not stand your fame No one or nobody else Many times I wish you would give up your ghosts.