flying machine Songtext
von Truman Sinclair
flying machine Songtext
I may got something to say
Try to make it all go away
I built a flying machine on my floor
Stabbing nails through the door
As if someone could hear me but I keep it low
I′m nothing, it's something I know
I′m burning up slowly and it's making me cold
I'm nothing, it′s something I know
Try to make it all go away
I built a flying machine on my floor
Stabbing nails through the door
As if someone could hear me but I keep it low
I′m nothing, it's something I know
I′m burning up slowly and it's making me cold
I'm nothing, it′s something I know
Writer(s): Truman John Sinclair Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
