letra de sex-eye-make-up - cure
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run around the chairs in your sunday dress
it’s the best thing money can buy
or leave me on the stairs with my feet in the air
i think that i’m jazzy like christ
one more cigarette and the car burns slow
burning like the body waiting at home
throw out your teeth and call all your friends
someone coughing took away my breath
inches of gl-ss all shiny and new screaming laughing-
f-cks me to death one more boy full of writing white mice
rolls over again in a london disguise
the blood bath woman in room number one
s-x-eye-make-up tonight she just woke up today to do as
she’s told
do you want to touch her?
letras aleatórias
- sech › letra de yo sin ti - sech
- simon armitage › letra de remains - simon armitage
- dope lemon › letra de where do you go - dope lemon
- max frost › letra de anxious - max frost
- young thug › letra de surf* - young thug
- cold wrecks › letra de walls (electric) - cold wrecks
- angie mcmahon › letra de pasta - angie mcmahon
- william murphy › letra de the rock - william murphy
- ammy virk › letra de wang da naap - ammy virk
- parks squares and alleys › letra de we're not just friends - parks, squares and alleys