viernes, 26 de septiembre de 2014

TO MY HOME BABY TO OUR HOME

You`ve  got blood on your hands, I think its my own
then I bite my nails to the clip run back home
of all the people I hoped it`d  be u
to come and free me take me away
to show me my home....
so take me
through thr roads that u know to my home....
to my home bebe ....... to my home .......