Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: SquirtgunНазвание : Frederick`s FrostДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : pop punk punk punk rock ramones-core pop-punk Видео:
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He`s sitting frozen with mud on his feet in Indiana And his blue skin plays a January song His mind a-wanders to the sunshine he`s been missing in the white room. She stared at his brisket eyes so long A lonely snowman, he figures and he calculates her body And life`s brevity assures him that it won`t last long. He`s got days Days and says Iceman fight in my head Frederick`s Frost He thinks about her lovely nametag as he shivers by the birdbath Bromide poison concentrated dull He`s got lots of pictures of her he could show you, but he has concroid pitches in his skull Turned loose from the cage. He`s a lion with an illness And every rose he touches folds and turns to glass. | Похожие исполнители:
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