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• Artiste: City Sirens
• Titre: Fluid
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Let me tell you the story of a guy, who disappeared and no one knows why, no one cared to say goodbye or shed a tear drop from their eyes He live in a cottage on the beach sat down and always smoked weed, played his guitar, always in a trance singing and making plans Some would say a bit of a musical drone but judgment restricts because hes always alone, and that's the way it goes This venom is called music, so soak it in ad use it. to unleash the monster within never pick and choose it, let it flow through you like fluid, both outside and in He always kept to himself, didn't care about love or his wealth guitar in hand, a strap on his back, this venom had his life out of whack Like a drug he injected sharp after flat, as music slowly became the spine in his back, That place he disappeared to, a place in the sky, its neither heaven or hell, a musical paradise This venom is called music, so soak it in ad use it. to unleash the monster within never pick and choose it, let it flow through you like fluid, both outside and in