turntable to watch And the smoke came out our mouths On all those hooded sweatshirt walks We were a stroke of luck We were a gold mine, they gutted us
a turntable to watch Only smoke came out our mouths On all those hooded sweatshirt walks We were a stroke of luck We were a gold mine that gutted us
a turntable to watch And the smoke came out our mouths On all those hooded sweatshirt walks We were a stroke of luck We were a gold mine, they gutted
