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We can walk about Life falls down.
that's why we here, I think "this one's not for you" "Awright, now wait a minute. Awright, awright, now wait..." Et quand les troquets ont etteint leurs neons, -Words and Music by Mort Dixon and James Monaco
I hear voices that cry
And let me wave it in the air (air)
Just the same
God's face grew
Sound checks at 5 o' 2
A la gr+óce de Dieu, gars
Train wrecks couldn't cause more damage than a runaway X
y que no ha conocido el amor jamas.
And you got no reason to think it,
He wonders why every time
What was once forbidden
En un caf+e se vieron por casualidad
Why should you want to call your friends
Up to the stars, we have come from the night
The negative-virus knit-wear
Knives are at the door
ThereÔÇÖs an art to growing oldTá
Si, olvidemos todo y otra vez tratemos de nuevo
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