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• Artiste: AA Bondy
• Titre: Hey Preacher
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Pleased to meet you, nice to see you Welcome to the siren Elegy has gone away and run off with the gun Dirty word is on the loose and on found its way to your heart There no dreams but bottle dreams but you don't play today Even though we seemed to sleep we listen for the sirens Whisper of a freedom gun held nothing out by that girl Even though she's poor as dirt she walks just like a princess She could be your sister don't you know When the rains come, put on your best Fashion in the truth for the lies in your chest I'd surely die if i thought you'd be impressed You think everybody is a ghost When you find yourself a room in the tropic of cancer You reach for the nearest rope and pulled on it so hard Words they circle high and free and listen for your answer Please don't give me liberty just give me what I want Funny thing about my eyes they don't get any older You were 5 and I was 6 and we were scared to dance And if I saw your blood run out I'd laugh just like a soldier You could be my sister don't you know When the rains come, put on your best Fashion in the truth for the lies in your chest I'd surely die if I thought you'd be impressed You just let me know and i swear ill do the rest When the rains come, put on your best Fashion in the truth for the lies in your chest I'd surely die if I thought you'd be impressed You think everybody is a ghost