Guilty Rocks
Your glancing cracks your skin
Clear lights on dirty bulbs, dirty bulbs
Your pants fall to the ground
They're filled with guilty rocks, guilty rocks
Your pants fall to the ground
They're filled with guilty rocks, guilty rocks
Your glancing cracks your skin
Clear lights on dirty bulbs, dirty bulbs
Your pants fall to the ground
They're filled with guilty rocks, guilty rocks
Writer/s: Múm
