Hey, Johnny Park

come and I'll take you under this beautiful bruise's colors everything fades in time it's true wish that I had another stab at the undercover was it a change in mind for you it's impossible I can't let it out you'll never know am I selling you out sit and watch your every mood your eyes still remind me of angels that hover above eyes that can change from blind to blue now that I've found my reward I'd throw it away long before I'd share a piece of mine with you Back To Site