Green Day
Green Day - 《1039 Smoothed Out Slappy Hours》
The white mist hit the ground
My lungs comfort me with joy
The rest just crowds around
My eyes itch of burning red
Picture sounds of moving insects so surreal
Lay around looks like I found something new
I picture someone I think its you
Youre standing so damn close
Picture sounds of moving insects so surreal
Lay around looks like I found something new