letra de junkyard god - pig destroyer
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my knuckles are bleeding on your front door
and these flowers are wilting in the rain
they were for you and now they are for no one
they are irrelevant as mercenaries in times of peace
they are smoke twisting off the lips of a movie star
here is a boy with paper skin who longs to touch the girl of broken gl-ss
she loves it when he wears his skin like that
it tatters
letras aleatórias
- letra de bajo las sombras de un arbol - los huayra
- letra de okay gars - tuerie balboa
- letra de illest - tiad hilm
- letra de gods bleed - nightshade (conceptking)
- letra de poppin' - twoyen
- letra de eldorado - hugo tsr
- letra de figure de style - dais
- letra de advent - r.u.i.n.
- letra de pineapple express - piff gang
- letra de cirque - peter and kerry