of a god All shining and bright Suddenly my feet are feet of mud It all goes slo-mo I don't know why I'm crying Am I suspended in Gaffa? Not 'til I
can't have it all. Suddenly my feet, don't feet of mine, It all goes slow-mo. I don't know why I'm crying, Am I suspended in Gaffa? Not 'til I am really
We can't have it all. Suddenly my feet, don't feet of mine, It all goes slow-mo. I don't know why I'm crying, Am I suspended in Gaffa? Not 'til I am