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Micatone - Plastic Bags & Magazines şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Micatone

albüm: Is You Is


Plastic bags and magazines
Silly faces, fucked up dreams
Yellow slippers and blue jeans
It's crazy
Plastic bags and magazines
Silly faces, fucked up dreams
They can put my soul at ease
It's crazy

Swallowed by the city lights
Go down there, these endless nights
Strangers men when with my mind
My ears are deaf, my eyes are blind
Let me rest a while
Don't get me that foolish eye
Give it up and close the file
Just let me breathe
Plastic bags and magazines
Silly faces, fucked up dreams
Yellow slippers and blue jeans
It's crazy
Plastic bags and magazines
Silly faces, fucked up dreams
They can put my soul at ease
It's crazy
It's crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy

Drop cold comatose
My collapsed is overdosed
Baby, don't you get too close
I just can't stand it
Let me rest a while
Don't get me that phony smile
Give it up, close the file
Sunset in my eyes
Plastic bags and magazines
Silly faces, fucked up dreams
Yellow slippers and blue jeans
It's crazy
Plastic bags and magazines
Silly faces, fucked up dreams
They can put my soul at ease
It's crazy (yeah)
Plastic bags and magazines
Silly faces, fucked up dreams
Yellow slippers and blue jeans
It's crazy
Plastic bags and magazines
Silly faces, fucked up dreams
They can put my soul at ease
It's crazy (it's crazy)
Crazy, crazy, crazy
It's crazy, crazy
Silly faces, fucked up dreams
Crazy, crazy
It's crazy, crazy, crazy
It's crazy, crazy, crazy
It's crazy, it's crazy
Crazy

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