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• Artiste: Ken Stringfellow
• Titre: Don't Die
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Butterfly, you blew it. The bullet made you officially artificial Destiny has met the dove The passing drained off all their blood When did we smile? I can't remember, but it must have been quite awhile Don't die young, baby. Don't die young Everybody saw the guns Don't die young, baby. Don't die young 'Cos baby, you're too young to die Don't suck the sun from the summer sky Italian torture gave us Da Vinci but also Medici What can it teach me? Arguments are simplified with all the spears piercing my side What can I say? Make up my mind. Make up the kind of things that make it go away The country needs your blood to run Nobody knows what has come Don't take the sun from the summer sky Just hang up your heart and cry Cry If you believe in love If you believe that it's never enough But you were wrong. It never has been all along Cold and far from your home