I'm in the middle of this road so many crossroads left behind ... is already in the air turning my money and that whatever .
All tidal fluctuations, all measles and spent ... I carry your smile like a flag and whatever.
What has to be, that is and will not be for some reason. do not believe in the eternity of fighting or in recipes happiness. When you spend
get my springs and the chips are down to rest I'll look your picture in my wallet and whatever.
And they want to believe it creates and the no, the reason will . I sue

already in the air this turning my currency and is whatever. .. (Sea, 2001)
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