04 dezembro, 2008

blister in the sun

Novembro 17, 2007
When I’m out walkin’ I strut my stuff
Man,I’m so strung out
I’m high as a kite I just might stop to check you out
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know you’re the one
Body and beats I stain my sheets
I don’t even know why
My girlfriend she’s at the end she is starting to cry
Let me go on like I blister in the sun
Let me go on big hands I know you’re the one
… (((abaixa, porra!!!!!)))
… saudades dos meus 17 anos.

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