letra de sitting thinking - fat, evil children
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all the time blows away
when i’m sitting around not thinking of how i’m playing that old game
oh, the architect, he builds
when the streets all drown so the burning town’s okay
till the flood rushes
[chorus]
hope never breaches my skull
while i’m sitting thinking all alone
i don’t know where to go
but i’m going on down on down and on down to that place
someplace
[chorus]
hope never breaches my skull
while i’m sitting thinking all alone
hope never breaches my skull
while i’m sitting thinking all alone
hope never breachеs my skull
while i’m sitting whining to all you folk
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