You fight about money, 'bout me and my brother. And this I come home to, this is my shelter. It ain't easy growing up in World War III, Never knowing what love could be, you'll see. I don't want love to destroy me like it has done my family.
— Pink
You fight about money, 'bout me and my brother. And this I come home to, this is my shelter. It ain't easy growing up in World War III, Never knowing what love could be, you'll see. I don't want love to destroy me like it has done my family.
— Pink