I'll be your star.
I'll do anything in the backseat of a car.
We'll touch each other's parts with booze, then bury our
Broken hearts.
One blue minute past a buzz.
When nothing is dear.
I'll be your glamorous monster.
One Blue Minute Past A BuzzI'll be your star. I'll do anything in the backseat of a car. We'll touch each other's parts with booze, then bury our Broken hearts. One blue minute past a buzz. When nothing is dear. I'll be your glamorous monster. |