It doesn't smell good..
Why don't you hit me?
A fist hurts for a bit
Was it for your own good,
Or was it for mine?
All these long years,
these bloody tears went deep down on my riverbeds
Smell truth and sometimes
It doesn't smell good
Why don't you hit me?
A fist hurts for a bit
Was it for your own good?
Or was it for mine?
Why don't you hit me?
1 | London Theatre |
2 | The Wrestler |
3 | When Your Father |
4 | Johnny |
5 | Ruggine |
6 | Post Atomic Dawn |
7 | Best Wishes |
8 | On Our Hill |
9 | In My Memory |
10 | Pindaro |