Paroles de The Drive
There were pictures on the tableThere were papers on the bed
The same record on the player
She was lying in a red
The drive
The drive
The TV set was still excreting
There were colors on the floor
I wish I could get the feeling
But I just went out the door
The drive
The drive
The TV set was still excreting
There were colors on the floor
I wish I could get the feeling
But I just went out the door
The drive
The drive
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