Jhascrapmom:
out of my head
Jhascrapmom:
all of these things i do, to get away from you
Jhascrapmom:
I see you with your dancin' feet, yeah. Said are you ready, said are you ready to stop, Said are you ready, said are you ready to stop, I said stop.
Jhascrapmom:
Sticking with you, Cos I'm made out of glue
Jhascrapmom:
There are places I'll remember all my life though some have changed
Jhascrapmom:
Aint no pockets full of mercy baby, cause you can only blame yourself
Jhascrapmom:
Something in the wind has learned my name, And its telling me that things are not the same...
Jhascrapmom:
suppose i never ever saw you... suppose you'd never ever called