X
Create
Sign in
Movies
TV Shows
Music
Speeches
Gaming
Education
Beauty
Sports
Technology
Science
Health
Travel
Transportation
Career & Work
Hobbies
Animals
Home & Garden
Holidays
Relationships
Parenting
Food
Culture
Finance
Business
Legal
Arts
My summer satire
All languages
All languages
English
My Summer Satire - Lyrics - Tanaou
Your ghostly breath fills the air like the smoke from this cigarette, it's climbing high, it folds like a paper bird then fades in an ode to the night. So don't forget that anyway you look at this...
English
Add language
#my summer satire
#tanaou
#-
1
annotations