Текст песни
Soon
we'll
go
To
a
place
where
nobody
Has
been
keeping
track
And
we'll
eat
for
free
All
while
holding
hands
Stripping
senses
nightly
Undecided
All
of
your
blues
Are
just
passing
through
Standing
there
While
all
the
men
in
their
hats
try
to
cry
Sending
and
puking
them
down
Can
you
want
it
back
Would
it
be
alright
Stripping
senses
nightly
Undecided
All
of
your
blues
Are
just
passing
through
1 Cameras
2 Lawncare
3 Woodbine
4 Black Rice
5 Sag Harbor Bridge
6 Group Transport Hall
7 Shaking Hand
8 Upstairs
9 January 8th
10 Flashlights
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