Mediocre Bedding Songtext
von Little Tyrant
Mediocre Bedding Songtext
You crept right through the door
To look up was a chore
Couldn′t move my body
And yet I could feel you sweep over me
And I was late to your wedding
I got you both some mediocre bedding
I sat at the bar and I smoked some cigars
Is this what growing up is?
Is this what growing up is?
Is this what growing up is?
Is this what growing up is?
To look up was a chore
Couldn′t move my body
And yet I could feel you sweep over me
And I was late to your wedding
I got you both some mediocre bedding
I sat at the bar and I smoked some cigars
Is this what growing up is?
Is this what growing up is?
Is this what growing up is?
Is this what growing up is?
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