Tác giả: Bea Miller

Comethru

I might lose my mind. waking when the sun's down. riding all these highs. waiting for the comedown. walk these streets with me. i'm doing...

Comethru

I might lose my mind. waking when the sun's down. riding all these highs. waiting for the comedown. walk these streets with me. i'm doing...

Young Blood

1. We were making history. breaking rules and breaking free. questioning the writing on the wall. coming from the underground. laughing as we're...