BoyWithUke

You hold me like flowers to your chestSuffocate, yet still, I restYou hurt me with malice againMust have learned that trick from one of your friendsIt’s like you’re bad for meAnd I might just be ادامه مطلب

I just wanna be an all-starRun five hundred yardsRockstar life, buying luxury carsI want a Bentley, want a nice PorscheI want a whip with butterfly doorsGrammy and a billion viewsEnough money to afford nice shoesGirlfriends ادامه مطلب