You know I am shredded by the time I am home
The shredded, they end up alone, all torn slowly apart by those who roam. And the roamers, they too end up alone, when ignoring that all roads that lead to a home.
These are trying times.
The shredded, they end up alone, all torn slowly apart by those who roam. And the roamers, they too end up alone, when ignoring that all roads that lead to a home.
These are trying times.