letra de the counties - sawyer (fife)
bruised neck sounds good in local slang. wintertime
theme. experiments with scents and the pressed
flowers and how the bulb has the flower like head
mornings look different. love and tenderness. affirming
loss. bittersweet dust. people all the time in the big
cities
she writes about walls and displacement. he writes her
he writes her. he writеs
ripped elbows make suggеstion of easy hair. crumpled
bunches are winterwarm in the aging room. promise
the pure sound, creative job. interrupting the lie-ins in
the big cities, the high ceilings. promise the pure sound
in the big cities, the high ceilings, the high
she writes about walls and displacement. he writes her
he writes her. he writes
right!! she writes about walls and displacement. he
writes her. he writes her. he writes. into the soul. into
the sea. into the sound with the sight of your lips. living
in the ice age. i’m living in the ice age
letras aleatórias
- letra de frfr - rowlan & reo cragun
- letra de newblood - randori
- letra de me va a pesar - la arrolladora banda el limón de rené camacho
- letra de well - tamara renée
- letra de fatman - ti-argo alias anounyme
- letra de wudidong - higher brothers
- letra de rutgers anthem - kennedy hart
- letra de pförtner - käptn peng & die tentakel von delphi
- letra de all that - wiwi tu
- letra de black smile - theanthony