Lyrics:
there's surely no harm in trying?
But ten mysterious photos that can't be explained
Are draining away the best of my day
And fragments of songs that I
I cut the string off
I was a glimmering light
Still fracture of a photo that I took of my life
Until I rose up, figured it was only a screen
You are
a photo-opportunity
I want a shot at redemption
Don't want to end up a cartoon
In a cartoon graveyard"
Bonedigger, Bonedigger
Dogs in the moonlight
Far away in my
An easy swing had it's time shouldered
Slow bending axe
Now it's a photo framed
The swing hasn't had it
And here we are rebuilding roads
Right
all the Polaroids we ride
It'll be just like that photo album
Be just like that photo album
I have learned to live without him
Your father showed me
me to bed
Photos you shed
Can't get you off my back
Trying to throw me off my track
Wait to you see my heart attack
I'll really show you just what you
"bounce" pendant que c'est encore chaud
Bounce pendant que c'est encore spontaneous
Avec son bel accent de Toronto
J'ai sa photo comme fond d'écran
Depuis
4 mo
Drinks til im in
Slo mo
Pulled up I was
Dolo
White lines
No photos x2
No cameras, no photos
Don't fuck up
My mojo
White girl, coco
Litre,
равнодушна
Я еду хоронить отца, мама плачет без конца
Кладбище, могила, на ветру догорает свеча
Désolé nous n'avons pas beaucoup de photos papa
Désolé nous
qui frissonne
Et je pense aux jours lointains
Que reste-t-il
De nos amours, oh que reste-t-il?
De ces beaux jours
Une photo (que reste-t-il?)
is your posture? Oh, no, no
You're pulling the trigger, pulling the trigger
All wrong
Come on this is screaming photo op, op
Come on, come
I cant take a photo
(Photo)
Damn them Percy's got me so slow
(So Slow)
She's my side bitch so no photo's
Outer space I'm going crazy
(Space walking)
photos from local rotos
With their hair in ribbons and legs in tights
Hooray for Hollywood
You may be homely in your neighborhood
But if you think
Those eyes of yours
They kept shining very bright
The picturesque photo light
Like the feeling never died
Polaroids
Seeing photos of us two
Hurts my
me tester
Why they be calling me
I'm not available
These people keep calling me
I'm still not available
Ooooh ooooh
Prend moi en photo
Prend moi en
though it ended
We got it right
We got tequila
We got tattoos
Heart with a dagger
Nothing to lose
Black and white strip
From that photo booth
We thought
मैं देखूं तेरी Photo
सौ सौ बार कूड़े
मैं देखूं तेरी Photo
सौ सौ बार कूड़े
के उठदे तूफान सीने विच
सौ सौ बार कूड़े
के उठदे तूफान सीने विच
सौ सौ बार कूड़े
Bury all the guilt I hold, terrified of someone else, Ill save these photos as mementos
Blurry lines, etched on my finger
Fade with time, if I can
was fed to the mummies
As they all were happily led to death
Take yourself a photo of my backside
Printed up on the front page
Not too sweet, not
photos from local rotos
With their hair in ribbons and legs in tights
Hooray for Hollywood
You may be homely in your neighborhood
But if you think
photos from local rotos
With their hair in ribbons and legs in tights
Hooray for Hollywood
You may be homely in your neighborhood
But if you think
photos from local rotos
With their hair in ribbons and legs in tights
Hooray for Hollywood
You may be homely in your neighborhood
But if you think
Photo
intro
dis ah de real hot sauce
For de gyal get wild and broke out
Fi mek your back dem arch
Stretch hold de burglar bars
Me in your back real
Photo hai mobile mein
I like it ussi style mein
I like it when you tease me
Wo bhi naughty smile mein
Photo teri main dekhu to lock karu main room
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