Machine gun love
Sinking my battleships
Kissing my rotten lips
Oh oh.
(You will surely find this, you will surely find this news pleasing to your ears.
You could surely try to be more alive.
Ah ahahahaha. Oh oh oh .
You could surely try to be more alive.
You could surely try to be more alive.
You could surely try to be more alive.)
I need to clean my room.
(Les Taxis pour les Galaxies, et mon tapis volant dis?)
("fraud in the 80s" - mates of state; "le vent nous portera" - noir desir)
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