letra de bad worn thing - wire
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jam sandwich filled with uzied peelers
frisking pimps and dawn car dealers
the fat controller’s transport inches
when stealing lives, he never flinches
observe the poker party aces
in champagne bars, unlikely sp-ces
unnerving, swerving shifty places
where little works or convinces
follow me! no explanation
the future sold, the chancellor paces
the growing pains, -ssociated
with a past which no-one faces
they clip their speech
they clip your wings
the absent tribe
of missing links
the absolute
of vodka kings
the over crowded
nature of things
it’s a bad worn thing!
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- letra de meine stadt - olexesh
- letra de okay (cover) - heymrnoodles
- letra de the grand conjuration (edit) - opeth
- letra de me koik jaame vanaks - getter jaani
- letra de dont hand me that - figguhlator
- letra de maison - joe scacchi