donde se expresa tu esencia lumínica

10.3.10

Mama put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is comin' down
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door

presentado por SofíaNirvana a las 11:11

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my lifestyle determines my deathstyle

SofíaNirvana: I think I'm dumb, or maybe I'm just happy.

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previamente en la baticueva

Far away, across the field, tolling on the iron bell calls the faithfull to their knees to hear the softly spoken magic spell...

smells like teen spirit

come on baby light my fire

god

I've been walking these streets at night, just trying to get it right. Hard to see with so many around, you know, I don't like be stuck in the crowd. And the streets don't change but, baby, the name. I ain't got time for the game cause I need you... All this time

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