Double vision and the balancing act | |
Say goodbye to his price | |
They wouldn't battle, yet there is a war | |
When they find her caught in the lights? | |
Don't be obstruction, I can't go straight | |
She laughs sustain in hand | |
The dying dog and matters of fraction, torch the and shapes to escape | |
Nothing to do and not to say, the fading fortune and life of a chicken | |
Double vision and the balancing act | |
Dance upon a part that is black | |
I throw on the pile on man | |
Dance to the rhythm of the grass | |
Another one handles the force | |
He knows it's wise better to | |
It's part of the kitchen, books is books | |
As he dresses up with the chicken | |
The dying dog and matters of fraction, torch the and shapes to escape | |
Nothing to do and not to say, the fading fortune and life of a chicken | |
Double vision and the balancing act | |
Right upon a crystal of case | |
In the three-ring circus tent of | |
Juggling and… | |
Nothing to do and not to say, the fading fortune and life of a chicken |
Double vision and the balancing act | |
Say goodbye to his price | |
They wouldn' t battle, yet there is a war | |
When they find her caught in the lights? | |
Don' t be obstruction, I can' t go straight | |
She laughs sustain in hand | |
The dying dog and matters of fraction, torch the and shapes to escape | |
Nothing to do and not to say, the fading fortune and life of a chicken | |
Double vision and the balancing act | |
Dance upon a part that is black | |
I throw on the pile on man | |
Dance to the rhythm of the grass | |
Another one handles the force | |
He knows it' s wise better to | |
It' s part of the kitchen, books is books | |
As he dresses up with the chicken | |
The dying dog and matters of fraction, torch the and shapes to escape | |
Nothing to do and not to say, the fading fortune and life of a chicken | |
Double vision and the balancing act | |
Right upon a crystal of case | |
In the threering circus tent of | |
Juggling and | |
Nothing to do and not to say, the fading fortune and life of a chicken |
Double vision and the balancing act | |
Say goodbye to his price | |
They wouldn' t battle, yet there is a war | |
When they find her caught in the lights? | |
Don' t be obstruction, I can' t go straight | |
She laughs sustain in hand | |
The dying dog and matters of fraction, torch the and shapes to escape | |
Nothing to do and not to say, the fading fortune and life of a chicken | |
Double vision and the balancing act | |
Dance upon a part that is black | |
I throw on the pile on man | |
Dance to the rhythm of the grass | |
Another one handles the force | |
He knows it' s wise better to | |
It' s part of the kitchen, books is books | |
As he dresses up with the chicken | |
The dying dog and matters of fraction, torch the and shapes to escape | |
Nothing to do and not to say, the fading fortune and life of a chicken | |
Double vision and the balancing act | |
Right upon a crystal of case | |
In the threering circus tent of | |
Juggling and | |
Nothing to do and not to say, the fading fortune and life of a chicken |