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Sunday's Best - In Beats Like Trains lyrics
The girl you used to tease is rolling up her sleeves. She finds everything she needs in the pages of the books she reads. So angry all she tastes is flame. Her heart it churns in beats like trains. What you do and don't believe, doesn't mean a thing to me. Who we |
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