letra de stories unborn - the mother hips
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the grass was so green and the trees grew, you seen ‘em
the boys and the girls, the choices were yours
the voice of the world, it was singing
riding your bike through the orchard at night
the stars overhead spelled a word that you read but you couldn’t decipher its meaning
you couldn’t slow down ‘cause behind you the sound
of your old state of mind of the troublesome kind was catching up to you and screaming
you’re always thinking bout the stories unborn
you’re always thinking ‘bout a blues chord
and if you wanted you could be gone but you stay
losing one shoe is lamеr than losing two
man is not truly one, he is truly two
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- letra de minha morena - chico césar
- letra de wavy baby - finno416
- letra de podi paithiyakari tamil independent single - abinandh mj (amj)
- letra de a chave do perdão - joão diniz
- letra de michael (hedges here) - graham nash
- letra de the spirit of radio (live in manchester) - rush
- letra de berlin - adult mom
- letra de shy - keely smith
- letra de up¡ now! - reem da illist
- letra de delusional - 96 zeus