B : BOUNCING SOULS : The Good, The Bad, And The Argyle 1994
BOUNCING SOULS
The Good, The Bad, And The Argyle 1994
The Guest текст песни
The Guest
Lost somewhere and trying to find a place to belong to the empty alleys and parking lots is where I'll be when everyone goes home I like what I see it's nothing special to me and nothing's coming down on me I think of a place a time or a face staring out at the stars in the sky there's so many of them and we're drivin' by
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