Letra de Blue Stone
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Alone or in company, the city makes me nervous
you know i’d rather be
with little Sorrel or your house
you know i’d rather be
with little Sorrel or your house
or a little bit further
where i’d be standing with my reassurer
such an engine speaks such gear words
a sight for a civillians prayer
an American on the Dorsett shore
runs for it(x3)
to risk the pathetic again tonight
such poverty compells us to perfect our pride
run for it(x3)
where i’d be standing with my reassurer
such an engine speaks such gear words
a sight for a civillians prayer
an American on the Dorsett shore
runs for it(x3)
to risk the pathetic again tonight
such poverty compells us to perfect our pride
run for it(x3)
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