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Curt Kirkwood
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Box of Limes
This box of limes is burning cold Come all these moonbeams, burning down my door These dirty rhymes are on a roll That's not what it seems Crawling across your floor
Fading stars in the purple orange night Growing dreams of roses blue and white
This toothpick, Baby, is burning wax Pigs on a postcard are playing jacks They play for nothing, no looking back That's not what it seems Crawling through the cracks
Fading stars in the purple orange night Growing dreams of roses blue and white
This box of limes is burning cold 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Come all these moonbeams, further to be sold These dirty rhymes are chewing glass That's not what it seems Coming over the pass
Fading stars in the purple orange night Growing dreams of roses blue and white Fading stars in the purple orange night Growing dreams of roses blue and white
This box of limes is burning cold This box of limes This box of limes is burning cold These dirty rhymes are chewing glass That's not what it seems Coming over the pass
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