Ain't life strange
Crashing through a wall of endless pain
With hope restrained
Working from the plans that we never made
And then we crave any glimmer of hope that comes our way
And leave the day
Sleeping in the bed we made.
I wrote that. I have to thank Cornell for his influence.
Ain't life strange Crashing through a wall of endless pain With hope restrained Working from the plans that we never made And then we crave any glimmer of hope that comes our way And leave the day Sleeping in the bed we made.
I wrote that. I have to thank Cornell for his influence.