An I'm shallow, My brain turns like a pulp of marrow, But oh no, I'm not planning to stay lost I know I could remove you from chaos But you touch me
ترجمه: بد کشیده شده پسر. نظریه بی نظمی.
shy An I'm shallow, My brain turns like a pulp of marrow, But oh no, I'm not planning to stay lost I know I could remove you from chaos But you touch
