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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Fame Throwa”

• fame throwa pass out the gold the diamond watch, the last reward all the things we had before you sold us out and took it all head-borne cries from zenith sluts astral rites from dead-end ruts these ends are sick-end wars these ends was sick-end wars it's one of our nation's spies it's one of our first recruits I click with her leather thighs it's one of our first recruits how can you know in the distance lies a grower nee roudolph king of fame throwa son of groupie, red-worn sexan spent his cash convincing us that the desert was a starscape and took our lives for a satellite so we could cry naked, naked foul it's one of our nation's spies it's one of our first recruits I click with her leather thighs it's one of our first recruits

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