Текст и слова песни These New Puritans – 5
But 'til then we'll be hanging on the wall,
All our faces will be boomerangs hanging on the wall.
All the trees started to walk and all the rivers started to talk,
But only through digital manipulation.
All our faces will be boomerangs hanging on the wall.
All the trees started to walk and all the rivers started to talk,
But only through digital manipulation.
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