Am I the other half smile?
Son of the mother of long miles.
Brothers and madmen, the bones of a simple man.
The soul of a beer can.
We were strangers to reason in these seasons of blood.
Every deadboy will do as he should.
Am I the other half smile?
Son of the mother of long miles.
Brothers and madmen, the bones of a simple man.
The soul of a beer can.
We were strangers to reason in these seasons of blood.
Every deadboy will do as he should.