Twisted f*cking Cyclepath lyrics
by Newgrounds Death Rugby
It's hard to sleep alone
My bed is so cold
Can't recognize the undertones
Your words are getting bolder
Scared of getting older
Lay on my shoulder and cry about it
Let me in
Don't play pretend
I wanna know
I wanna hear
Whats on your mind?
Tell me
Whats on your mind?
Whats on your mind?
Tell me
Whats on your
Whats on your mind?