Demons in the bedroom. Dogs are on the roof. I am in the basement. Looking for the truth. . Tired of being patient. For the voice to come. If you want the answer.
Your friends will say. It's self defense. With no hope of recompense. And anyway it makes no sense. The way you hurt me baby. . You always turn the other cheek.
Your friends will say. It's self defense. With no hope of recompense. And anyway it makes no sense. The way you hurt me baby. . You always turn the other cheek.
Demons in the bedroom. Dogs are on the roof. I am in the basement. Looking for the truth. . Tired of being patient. For the voice to come. If you want the answer.