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Fenderbender
poetry in music...
I always liked these
the paper holds thier folded faces to the floor,and everyday the paperboy brings more...
After all the things we've done and seen you find another man
The things you think are useless I can't understand...
Mirrors on the ceiling,
pink champagne on ice
And she said ,we are all just prisoners here, of our own device...
I have lots more ...share yours
I always liked these
the paper holds thier folded faces to the floor,and everyday the paperboy brings more...
After all the things we've done and seen you find another man
The things you think are useless I can't understand...
Mirrors on the ceiling,
pink champagne on ice
And she said ,we are all just prisoners here, of our own device...
I have lots more ...share yours