11-18-2024, 03:20 AM
Now that I am worn and old
Never filled that gaping hole
Breaking people for their gold
Saving up to buy a soul
Flesh that's warm who's heart is cold
To return each toll I stole
Wasted efforts as I'm told
I'm still a troll, a worn old troll
Never filled that gaping hole
Breaking people for their gold
Saving up to buy a soul
Flesh that's warm who's heart is cold
To return each toll I stole
Wasted efforts as I'm told
I'm still a troll, a worn old troll
Peanut butter honey banana sandwiches