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Something you should know about Mad Max Was An Amateur Lyrics Title: The Ghost - Mad Max Was An Amateur lyrics Artist: The Ghost Lyrics Visitors: 103 visitors have hited Mad Max Was An Amateur Lyrics since May 27, 2008. Raise up the anchors and seal up the cracks Self hate and microphones, we'll re-trace the maps A beat up guitar and an amp I got for free I compile blurred still frames from the blacktop seas Weary bodies can't rest We keep on moving With a ringing in my ears and dust in my blood With an empty wallet and a hungry soul I don't have much to show, but I've got some stories to tell College towns and apartment floors We repeat nocturnally and leave out the backdoor We fight like brothers and party like thieves Excess and irony, alcohol and trees Weary bodies can't rest We keep on moving With a ringing in my ears and dust my blood With an empty wallet and a hungry soul I don't have much to show, but I've got some stories to tell Fans who visit this lyrics also like: Maybe you are looking for: The Ghost - Mad Max Was An Amateur Lyrics for mp3 The Ghost - Mad Max Was An Amateur Lyric The Ghost - Mad Max Was An Amateur Letras The Ghost - Mad Max Was An Amateur Songtexte The Ghost - Mad Max Was An Amateur Lyrique The Ghost - Mad Max Was An Amateur Testo The Ghost - Mad Max Was An Amateur Referencias Tips to look for free audio clips (Don't use those tips to download illegally. To buy music is always the best way to support your idols) |
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