Текстове на песни: The View. Typical Time 2.
We've never spoke in three weeks man
And it's starting to freak me out
I hope there's no one gelling my bird
Together with all their
Sweet and utter charm
We've flown around the world
Together we've seen a massive range of sick bags even in
Baghdad call myself your lad but seemingly you're sad
Oh oh oh oh
(Thanks to Nicole for these lyrics)
And it's starting to freak me out
I hope there's no one gelling my bird
Together with all their
Sweet and utter charm
We've flown around the world
Together we've seen a massive range of sick bags even in
Baghdad call myself your lad but seemingly you're sad
Oh oh oh oh
(Thanks to Nicole for these lyrics)
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