Lletres: Hampdens (The). Other. Croupier.

I .. I .. I .. I .. I .. I ..
This is so today
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Who thinks so?
I don't know
It's sorting out your telling
I can see it anyway
It's too hard read out again
But it's cold see too early now
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And the ground, and the ground is where I swear I left you
Ever gray ... all alone
And the ground, and the ground is where I swear I saw your face
Ever gray ...
To look good anyway ...
And I know when I can see it hurts you too
It hurts so bad ... or may'be not
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Who thinks so?
I don't know
It's sorting out your telling
There's danger ... it's special
It's hard to leave it for a sigh
Being close I'm on the edge
I .. I .. I .. I .. I .. I ..

And the ground, the ground is where I swear I left you
Ever gray ... all alone
And the ground, and the ground is where I swear I saw your face
Ever gray ...
And the ground, the ground is where I swear I left you
Ever gray ... all alone
And the ground, and the ground is where I swear I saw your face
Ever gray ...