Edgars Bukovskis - Bulletproof (Slowed)
Текст песни
Little insurgent, why do I feel so much?
What makes me cry?
I just want to fly.
One of those flames,
One of those feels that makes you wonder why you're born.
One of those crimes, one of those cries that makes you,
Makes you think you're bulletproof.
Insurgent, why do I care so much?
What makes me cry?
I just want to fly.
One of those flames,
One of those feels that makes you wonder why you're born.
One of those crimes, one of those cries that makes you,
Makes you think you're bulletproof.
Insurgent, why do I care so much?