Chris hmm-hmmHmm-hmm, hmm-ohHmm-hmm, 1: Chris when I'm

mais pourquoi quand t'es petit, que c'est l'heure de goûter

1: Fly flock of birds, hovering aboveJust

saw the sunSome saw the smokeSome heard the gunSome

mais pourquoi quand t'es petit que c'est l'heure de goûter

Chris sinkin' like stonesAll that we fought forHomes, places

here, in the middle of nowhereWith a headache and

put the world in a tin canBlack market, contrabandAnd

my heart and hold my tongueI feel my

an ode, ode to deodorantIt's my thing, ah, it's

Look how far the river took usHow far the river took

night, another fightTears, we cried a floodGot all kinds

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named for a planet, would pretend to beSomebody way less

Chris 1: Chris had a kind of

See you lost your trust and you never should have, you

1: Chris been reading books of oldThe legends and

morning come bursting the clouds, amenLift off this blindfold,

1: Daniel Shake, Dasha at the starsLook how they

CP - Yellow Frank Schoene Remix 2024Look at the starsLook how