Текст и слова песни American Football – The One With The Tambourine
Days, weeks, gauge years.
Always just enough time to lose
the memories of spending 17 with you.
Those red strings: our insecurities.
How everything moves...
Always just enough time to lose
the memories of spending 17 with you.
Those red strings: our insecurities.
How everything moves...
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