offline 4 года
[London Grammar]
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Мой дом.
Мой трон.
Мой руки перед едой.
And so you pack up all your bags
But I’m glad I found you here
But I’m glad I’ve got you here
But I never felt the same
And this life is just a game
They keep on trying it on
They keep on trying it on
And they won’t keep on trying it on
Until you never feel the same
Играет музыка: London Grammar- Californian Soil
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