Ooooooo
Weaving down a byroad, singing the song
That´s my kind of highroll gone wrong
My-my
Smile at least
You can´t say no to the beauty and the beast
Sons of the silent age
Stand on platforms blank looks and note books
Sit in back rows of city limits
Lay in bed coming and going on easy terms
Sons of the silent age
Pace their ....More >>