歌词语境宇宙
It's brittle and it trembles as the wind is coming toward
and if you string it up it dries right out with time
So raise your glass to that new dollar in the bank we're reaching for
It's brittle and it trembles as the wind is coming toward
and if you string it up it dries right out with time
So raise your glass to that new dollar in the bank we're reaching for