歌詞
Mom I’m a poet
But you don’t know about it
You could deal my aunts number
If you want to contact me
You’d now I’m 23
And my father left me
And my family left me
We have something to talk about
About us and our loses
Because I’m tired of looking
Those who don’t needing me
17 years is not a child’s resentment
There some all serious things
So call her or dial the cops
If you needed it
If you can’t sleep without it
If you die without it
Without it, darling
Mom, I’m a poet
Do you think of me the same way?
If that’s the case, find me!
The last time I heard you was very drunk
Left And Running I’m Scared Again
Left And Running I’m Scared Again
Left And Running I’m Scared Again
Left And Running
Left And Running
Left And Running
Left And Running
Written by: Elya Grand
