letra de the french trombone - zita swoon
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everybody said it was dirty
but their truth is like a gun
i still try to get my …
even when i’m forced to none
dancing on their prudence shield
stroking while i’m young
relying on their nursery
making it mine
hey everybody was laughing
but i couldn’t resist crying
hey i felt sad because
they where all lying
they all crown their frowns
they all swop their alibis
i’m glad i know that i don’t care
my mind is in my hands now
it’s the odd cause
i remember when i was in the desert
sucking on my french colonge
grinding on my pillowcase
enjoying all alone
and the air was soft and new
and the chances that i took
i wonder sometimes if without it
we still have anything to go for
letras aleatórias
- lil deezy › letra de courtesy - lil deezy
- profane omen › letra de slave to the grind (skid row cover) - profane omen
- mary black › letra de the night was dark and deep - mary black
- charles ans › letra de por la ciudad - charles ans
- amaury perez › letra de de chisme en chisme - amaury pérez
- appa › letra de waar een wil is, is een weg - appa
- kristine sa › letra de a dose of you (remix) - kristine sa
- john taylor › letra de the anti wife - john taylor
- aoa › letra de sorry - aoa
- anavei › letra de all around me - anávei