Bright Eyes. Lifted Or The Story Is In The Soil, Keep Your Ear To The Ground. Waste of Paint. Bright Eyes. Pakeliami arba istorija dirvožemyje, ausies laikyti ant žemės. Dažų atliekos.
... thankful That someone actually receives the prize that was promised By all those fairy tales that drugged us And they still do me, I'm sick, lonely No laurel tree, just green
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