In my good times
There were always golden rocks to throw
At those who
Those who admit defeat too late
Those were our times
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There were always golden rocks to throw
At those who
Those who admit defeat too late
Those were our times
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pompeya, italia, año 2M11.
1 comentario:
q loco el otro día estaba escuchando esta canción y la posteé en el caralibro. q loco que nos fuimos a pompeii solo por una de muzza.
te quiero!
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