sky, look at all those stars Look at how goddamn ugly the stars are It's one or another Between a rope and a bottle And I can tell you're having Trouble breathing
I've got talking sickness. Laredo number nine. I pull the pages over the line. Can you hear me? There's something wrong with me, I can't talk, I can't
the sky Look at all those stars Look at how goddamn ugly the stars are It's one or another Between a rope and a bottle I can tell you're having trouble breathing
Traduction: Alkaline Trio. Difficulté à respirer.
at the sky Look at all those stars Look at how goddamn ugly the stars are It's one or another Between a rope and a bottle I can tell you're having trouble breathing