Kelly Boesch - The Art Of Being Strange
Текст песни
Some people walk straight, fit in, lie well, must win.
But not you, my friend, not you, my friend.
You move like a bold idea,
Reckless without the fear of condemnation, judgment,
Or contempt.
But not you, my friend, not you, my friend.
You move like a bold idea,
Reckless without the fear of condemnation, judgment,
Or contempt.