Polica
Polica - THE MAKER lyrics
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maker of the lips I kiss maker of the life I miss there's the boss who draws the gun white balloon the setting sun no I can't roll cuz I'm too lonely oh my god why won't you hold me maker of the lips I kiss maker of the love I miss there's the boss who draws the gun white balloon the setting sun no I can't roll cuz I'm too lonely oh my god why won't you hold me he won’t love me like that he won't love me like that maker of the lips I kiss maker of the life I miss there's a boss who draws the gun white balloon the setting sun no I can't roll cuz I'm too lonely oh my god why won't you hold me he won't love me like that he won't love me like that he won't love me like that No I can't roll cuz I'm too lonely oh my god why won't you hold me he won't love me like that he won't love me like that he won't love me He won’t love me like that
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