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Smog

Cold Blooded Old Times

  singer-songwriter  lo-fi  indie  folk  alt-country
603 3 часа назад

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Cold-blooded old timesThe type of memoriesThat turns your bones to glassTurns your bones to glassMother came rushing inShe said we didnt see a thingWe said we didnt see a thingAnd father left at eightNearly splintering the gateCold-blooded old timesThe type of memoryThat turns your bones to glassTurns your bones to glassAnd though you whereJust a little swirlYou understood every wordAnd in this way they gave you clarityA cold-blooded clarityCold-blooded old timesNow how can I standAnd laugh with the manWho redefined your bodyThose cold-blooded old times...

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