Wallace Vanborn
Wallace Vanborn - Mourning Sickness lyrics
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industry that holds whatever we become take some time to learn and love your noble son hold the palms and help the wicked ways in which teachers roam, altough just not for everyone oh, you're so aligned come that morning tide you've got all the questions locked up and signed papers down, the turning sands are on their way we don't love the blacks and browns that we don't hate fortresses, they lie amongst the ones that have healing skin for us and them and everyone oh, you're so aligned come that morning tide you've got all the questions locked up and signed industry industry industry industry
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Author: Ian Clement, Dries Hoof, Sylvester Vanborm
Composer: ?
Publisher: Tossed Salad Records
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- Country: Belgium
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