some food for death, go ahead and fucking eat My father's dead, well I don't know, we'll never fucking meet I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so
Holding things together ain't no easy thing to do When it comes to raising children it's a job meant for two Alice please believe me I can't go on and
They said, "Mama, that boy will break your heart." She said, "Love never comes easy And miracles mostly come hard." She said: CHORUS May used to play the piano
thought some food for death, go 'head and fuckin' eat My father's dead well I don't know, we'll never fuckin' meet I cut my wrist and play piano cause
some food for death, go 'head and fuckin' eat My father's dead well I don't know, we'll never fuckin' meet I cut my wrist and play piano cause I'm so
: a single hand " a single hand writing several stories "unlike most children. i hated to see the day come when i will be grown up. i wish to be