Текст песни Maybe in December - Gazebo Penguins
How
can
you
leave
me
in
December?
Far
away,
running
away
(c′mon)
Every
day
things
are
getting
right
"The
map
is
not
the
territory.
The
description
is
not
the
thing
descripted
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