duży lotek wyniki losowania Who You Came To See
Let the fear dislocate,
Lest we frown upon the female agressor,
Makes no sense, goes against the gender,
Let her anger curse the years of oppression,
Blame the mother, sell the sister,
Before she blows you away.
Won't someone give her a gun,won't someone,
Won't someone give her a gun, won't someone.
In a lifetime full of changes,
A woman's group is still a second-class convention,
Look around who has the power,
Am I a big mouth with a fix of paranoia,
On your side, on your side,
Not here for the ride.
Won't someone give her a gun,won't some
Lest we frown upon the female agressor,
Makes no sense, goes against the gender,
Let her anger curse the years of oppression,
Blame the mother, sell the sister,
Before she blows you away.
Won't someone give her a gun,won't someone,
Won't someone give her a gun, won't someone.
In a lifetime full of changes,
A woman's group is still a second-class convention,
Look around who has the power,
Am I a big mouth with a fix of paranoia,
On your side, on your side,
Not here for the ride.
Won't someone give her a gun,won't some
music by Glen Phillips and Toad. lyrics by Glen Philips.
are you the plane
that shapes the board
part of a history
smoothed and worn
and oh, the windy weather
dry spells, brushfire
isn't it strange
to see my life
you must cut me down
to look inside
and oh, the simple pleasures
this ring tells of rain
and this one summer
good years, nightmares
how is it i remember
knowing that i would live forever
isn't it strange
how truth can change
and oh, the windy weather
this ring tells of rain
this one, summers
dry spells, bru
duży lotek wyniki losowania Who You Came To See
are you the plane
that shapes the board
part of a history
smoothed and worn
and oh, the windy weather
dry spells, brushfire
isn't it strange
to see my life
you must cut me down
to look inside
and oh, the simple pleasures
this ring tells of rain
and this one summer
good years, nightmares
how is it i remember
knowing that i would live forever
isn't it strange
how truth can change
and oh, the windy weather
this ring tells of rain
this one, summers
dry spells, bru