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Hope It's Not a Deposit Bottle

You Blew It!

I'll find myself a city to live in
The seasons are changing
And I'm glaring at the night
No matter where I'm staying
And the city sleeps while it's dark in the day time
And the leaves are dying in this ghost town

Composição: Tanner Jones





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