Author: a***5
Date:
Review: And it's new, the shape of your body It's blue, the feeling I've got And it's ooh, whoa, oh It's a cruel summer It's cool, that's what I tell 'em No rules in breakable heaven But ooh, whoa oh It's a cruel summer With you Hang your head low In the glow of the vending machine I'm not dying You say that we'll just screw it up in these trying times We're not trying
Color: Multicolor
