U.S. Bombs — тексты песен
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- My Old Man
Here we are, come see us driving in your car.
In the morning`s dim, break it off with him.
You said something there. Something throws me from my chair.
I refuse to talk this hour, `cause I don`t need this now.
- Folding
i`m folding my curtains are pulled down tight cursing back at my life i`m folding i`m folding deaf, dumb, and screwed up blind the salted tears are flooding my eyes i`m folding i`m folding the ringing in my ears covers the silence...
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