Paroles:
Los Módulos

Depuis bien longtemps deja, J'ai cesse d'ecrire, Cesser de lever les yeux, Cesse de relire. Dans le parc, devant la grille, Les hommes arrivent Et juste

{Yo yo Ice whats poppin' G I'm just coolin' out Shinning Mac, I was listening to your demo tapes Yo man you sound kinda hyped man, yo' gonna blow up this

Do this, do that, do this, do that Go and speak (Do this) To your niece (Do that) Kiss your aunt (Do this) On the cheek (Do that) Don't talk back (Do

Oh baby, there's a letter on the floor That I just can't read no more 'Cause the words upon its face are sayin' goodbye There's a plate upon the table

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It's eight a.m. I roll out my silk sheets Get fly crash the limo back seats Lookin' in the faces Of some ladies that I never met On the interview tip,

9. God Of Led God of bugs - Lord of slugs Fields of grief and lost beliefs God of flies - Lord of lies Grave-live trench with a rotten stench Self-named

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Traduction: Los Campesinos. C'est ainsi que vous orthographique ....