Paroles de The Sun
The wind in my earI pedal and push
Riding my bicycle
The clouds are too much
I found the brakes
Light came down as I rode away
Tied up my ties
Tried to look my very best
Wind off an arm, arms
Crossed on my chest
Just what I feared
A knife or a crutch
Caught in the spokes and
Got me all cut up
Tied up my ties
Tried to look my very best
Wind off an arm, arms
Crossed on my chest
Just what I feared
A knife or a crutch
Caught in the spokes and
Got me all cut up
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