fake reality i wake, i hope. I'm on my way, to a coast where I know the roads like the back of my hand familiar landscapes and I know that this is new
fake reality I wake, I hope, I'm on my way to a coast Where I know the roads like The back of my hand Familiar landscapes And I know that this is new
Traduction: New Found Glory. Familiar Landscapes.
become fake reality i wake, i hope. I'm on my way, to a coast where I know the roads like the back of my hand familiar landscapes and I know that this is new