( Edith Frost EP ) I'm tired of thinking so hard You wanna argue out Angles that you've thought about I'm tired of fighting for air I'm gonna rest
alright I?m gonna close my eyes awhile I?m taking some time to decide You won?t ask me twice Are you still my baby tonight? I?d rather blame you
Překlad: Frost, Edith. Můžete vinit.
