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Frozen out of focus, the sunday crowd Deko basteln Started dreaming of television turned up too loud. Coded conversation, half baked and tired, Left us sleeping on blacktops burning the motor mile. Immobilien Siegburg
And underneath the arcade, details collide There's good shopping, but all those patrons have too much style. Flyer And moving in slow motion the boulevard started seeping With them half-ravers and techno bars. Design Folie It is like below the neon sign All speeding past the line and thrashing, i'm in paradise. Experiment Pflanzen Sealed in concentration, the lantern lights Started shrinking on dead men drinking white liquor wine. And i asked the complication, the methane gas (?) Bonn Webgestaltung Started leaking on bastards burning half red and black.
We can't ride on ________________ time hotel mon port andraitx All speeding past the line and thrashing, i'm in paradise.
And standing at the gates of nc state fair, Begleitagentur Duisburg Saw you smoking with all those new friends you've got to spare. And melting back in focus the sunday crowd Started sleeping with white trash heroes, tv's turned down. Begleitservice Düsseldorf
In their eyes, below the neon sky (?) All speeding past the line and thrashing, i'm in paradise. Immobilien Zell We can't lie below ___________ time All dreaming of the white trash heroes on the boulevard. it is like below the neon sky (?) All speeding past the line and thrashing on the boulevard. We can't lie below ___________ time All dreaming of the white trash heroes, i'm in paradise.
