Tác giả : Juliana Hatfield
Người đăng : administrator, 13 năm trước
I think in slow motion
I move in slow motion
Through the smoke
I hear a sound
Through the music
From my brain
To my mouth
When i turn to look at you
With an answer
You have gone
From the room
Like this vodka and cranberry
I drop it eventually
It breaks in slow motion
