hole in the ground with my face and rhythm
Out of mud I'll explain my case that's about this
They both hound this tiny little city and I don't know which way we get back home
Dull little life in this place I'll dig a little hole in the ground with my face and rhythm Out of mud I'll explain my case that's about this They both hound this tiny little city and I don't know which way we get back home Explain Request ×
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