Call me crazy, but not to disrupt your flow of how this song makes you feel...
Hello? McFly? Terrorist! Martyr! Why is he living like mole in a hotel room? Why is he sliding through the metal detector?
Send their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven
My opinion.
I think about the South Americans here: lots of migrant workers came from the countryside and live in hotels, and sometimes the hate is there even when a gun is not. That image captures the anger and the helplessness.
I think about the South Americans here: lots of migrant workers came from the countryside and live in hotels, and sometimes the hate is there even when a gun is not. That image captures the anger and the helplessness.
Call me crazy, but not to disrupt your flow of how this song makes you feel... Hello? McFly? Terrorist! Martyr! Why is he living like mole in a hotel room? Why is he sliding through the metal detector? Send their battered dreams to heaven, to heaven My opinion.
I think about the South Americans here: lots of migrant workers came from the countryside and live in hotels, and sometimes the hate is there even when a gun is not. That image captures the anger and the helplessness.
I think about the South Americans here: lots of migrant workers came from the countryside and live in hotels, and sometimes the hate is there even when a gun is not. That image captures the anger and the helplessness.