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• Artiste: Ascetic Junkies (The)
• Titre: DC
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I would like one second shot at hanging on to a friend I lost I'd assume the very worst when he tried to hold water when my bubble burst now it seems we've grown a tree all ascending but pretending to be anything but what is in my roots Oh, if I had my very own way they would tie my down hold me at bay I'd insist my tung be tied so that he could say anything that he'd like like the devil got me with a rock and hoe but you still hear god when I bear my soul where were you when my bubble burst Where are you are you Woah-ah-ah-ah-ah a twist a tides and nothing stuck here with no storm to fly on, fly on Woah-woah-oh You up and died it was no big surprise it was no big surprise it hurt though Oh if I had one pray to pray I would ask for a second resurrection day Lazarus in a band tee-shirt or a time capsule that we dug up from the dirt Like the devil got me with the drugs I took but I still got my words from the good, good book oh, where were you when my bubble burst Where are you are you Woah-ah-ah-ah-ah a twist a tides and nothing stuck here with no storm to fly on, fly on Woah-woah-oh You up and died it was no big surprise it was no big surprise it hurt though-oh-oh Woah-oh-woah-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh I would like a second shot at hanging on to a friend I lost