When your wrinkles hang around your face Makes me wanna die, makes me wanna cry
There was a kid named Felix Snyder in our civics class who was different. He slept through most of the day, painted his nails black, and most importantly, played guitar like there was no tomorrow.
So the "story challenge" was "wrecked" and THIS is what I came up with!
When your wrinkles hang around your face Makes me wanna die, makes me wanna cry
There was a kid named Felix Snyder in our civics class who was different. He slept through most of the day, painted his nails black, and most importantly, played guitar like there was no tomorrow.
So the "story challenge" was "wrecked" and THIS is what I came up with!