November 1st
This grand design, is so perverse-
It steals your soul, it leaves a thirst-
So I’ll hold mine, like you hold yours-
and I won’t bite, if you don’t curse-
Goodbye love
With the tides love
This grand design love
This grand design, is so perverse-
It steals your soul, it leaves a thirst-
So I’ll hold mine, like you hold yours-
and I won’t bite, if you don’t curse-
Goodbye love
With the tides love
This grand design love