Give Up The Ghost
Give Up The Ghost - I've Shared Your Lips So Now They Sicken Me songtekst
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FUCK. A great word for a great world. Like each clue, just not getting through. I spoke to you in yawns, with sweaty palms. All the kids swearing forever, and the they're gone... Nobody's got style like us And we could be friends like before I was crazy... Before I met her, before I went lazy... FUCK THESE MEMORIES...
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Taal: Engels
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Deze songtekst wordt hier getoond met toestemming van de Federatie van Muziekauteurs en Uitgevers (Femu).