Letras:
The Flaming Lips Bag Full Of Thoughts

Come on... Don't be afraid... If everyone... There'd be nothing... Nothing... Nothing... Nothing... Nothing left... Put your... If it becomes... Throw

Come on... Don't be afraid... If everyone... There'd be nothing... Nothing... Nothing... Nothing... Nothing left... Put your... If it becomes... Throw

from Spain boo" About an hour or two she came thru, fly hairdo We link, push in the six circle circle drink To purple mink, had mad bank, Chanel bag full

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