cold outside lays waste to life. Suspends the process of decay. Alone without a friend suffer as night becomes the death of day. [CHORUS:] Winter
The cold outside lays waste to life. Suspends the process of decay. Alone without a friend suffer as night becomes the death of day. Winter This
What will you do when your properties gone? When the finger on the triggers your one and only son? When the money in your pocket cannot buy even bread
