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September Had a Trigger Finger
She was killing good luck with her bare hands on cloudy nights, Kissing off her allies with her poison lips - the trigger slips.
September was a good girl when she could be. Whoa... I wanted to remeber how things should be. Whoa...
A pixy driving sixty from Bull City to Corpus Christi. Scrawling out a postcard, 'Do you miss me, do you miss me?' Why must she do it? Is dying just the nature of the season? I don't have a reason. もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com
September was a good girl when she could be. Whoa... I wanted to remember how things should be. Whoa...
September was as good as she could be. Whoa... September's gone but there'll be others, Trust me. Whoa... Whoa...
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