g.u.n. horse play şarkı sözleri

Born and raised from the soil, hallelujah Born and raised from the soil, hallelujah Born and raised from the soil, hallelujah Born and raised from the soil, hallelujah Born and raised from the soil, hallelujah Born and raised from the soil, hallelujah Born and raised from the soil, hallelujah Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Fever Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Viva Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Fever Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Viva Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Fever Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Viva Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Fever Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Fever Step back, hold still, take hands, hold hands, breaking out of a mould, hold your knees Smoke your omens in the sun, hold your own, wrap your loving arms around me, wrap your loving arms around me Hold your breath, bring it out, bring it in, take a breath, let it out, let it go, arms back, bring it Too hot for sanity's sake, sand in his teeth, hold, holes in this tongue Stand out, stand out, look dog I know its cute but you can't squeeze a guinea pig too hard, can't love something too hard, back to the hole where he buried it, can't find something to love, taste the dirt he dug out, standing under a new Horizon, hold back, hold back, hold back, that's compensation for a lonely evening Headlights off, Blindfolds on Three hundred milligrams on your tongue Gone in the trees with a hand in the wire and a bite Caught in a stare with a sound and a moment in time He's got a chest full of anger and he gets anything he wants Gone into dreams behind the sycamore Now it's time for the new sound Hold time for the new sound All these beautiful faces, all these beautiful fucked up faces Staring out from a crowd Now, The trees and the new found faces, ghosts in the trees and the new found faces Ghost in the trees and the new found faces, ghosts in the trees and the new found faces Ghost in the trees and the new found faces Ghost in the trees and the new found faces Ghost in the trees and the new found faces Ghost in the trees and the new found faces Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Viva Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Viva Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Viva Jungle, Jungle, Jungle, Fever Now look son, I know it's cute and all, but you can't go squeezing guinea pigs like that
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