歌词语境宇宙
God I wish it wasn@t me standin@ in these shoes
A door slams liek a shotgun you jump up to your feet
But it@s just the wind blowing through the secrets that we keep
God I wish it wasn@t me standin@ in these shoes
A door slams liek a shotgun you jump up to your feet
But it@s just the wind blowing through the secrets that we keep