歌词语境宇宙
Son take it from me it's in the little victory's that keep you shaking hands with defeat
Son I tell you reality isn't all its cracked up to be
but the years go lightening fast that i can't help but see we believed
Son take it from me it's in the little victory's that keep you shaking hands with defeat
Son I tell you reality isn't all its cracked up to be
but the years go lightening fast that i can't help but see we believed