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Banda ensamble que surgió en Europa desde un man haciendo streaming.


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hope the ground for fear of falling down
give me more of these peculiar things
there must be a million things

no, I don’t trust anyone
least of all the very one
who says she’ll follow me till I reach the sun
you better believe

heard a movement, nobody could prove it
I saw a shadow coming from the back door
followed me through I was around for cover
got to the front and I’ve found another

leave me here for a day
and I will satisfy all you say
but you’ll bе back on my heels again
you better beliеve what we say
(what we say)

try to kill but only for still will
someone, then I’m taking over me
intended to see a man to me

and no, I don’t trust anyone
least of all the very one
who says she’ll follow me till I reach the sun
you better believe

take a pistol, fight about a mystery
straight through the heart but a heart was just a hole
master and servant, a friend and foe
is there nowhere that I can go?

leave me here for a day
and I will satisfy all you say
but you’ll be back on my heels again
you better believe what we say
(what we say)

and no, I don’t trust anyone
least of all the very one
who says she’ll follow me till I reach the sun
you better believe

let the house with every intention
mind full of pictures, nobody can mention
do, do the feels, let the long dress on
do, do the feels, let the grandest dawn

follow me till she found
another chance to pick it around
and when she finally hit the ground
she could believe what we say
(what we say)