đź’•đź’•đź’•You stand with a hand on my waist line Good to see that were out here in plain sight I can hear them whisper as we pass by Its a bad sign, bad sign Something happens when everybody finds out See the vultures circling in dark cloud Loves a fragile little flame, it could burn out It could burn out cause they got their cages, they got their boxes, and guns, they are the hunters, we are the foxes and we runđź’•đź’•đź’•
Posted on: Fri, 26 Dec 2014 15:56:45 +0000
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