Stereotype
(Indisponível)
Look out In the morning And you never see the sky You know it
Already It is boring you to fly
I want more
All the time
Everyday
I say I wana get high again Never like that before I wanne get
high again All I say I swear High, high I want to get high And a
dry melon Can never drop a tear Spring is over And no refreshment
near
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