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05-18-2006, 12:02 PM | #1 (permalink) |
that's my war face.
Join Date: Nov 2005
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Shredding Air
Blue bag, gentle walk
head to the side quietly talks My eyes switch, divert to her through the sea of other girls How lucky that I must be not a word and she falls for me the truth is, and she knows it love's a grower glad I chose her CHORUS Feel like shredding air with blown kisses and fingers through her hair Feel like shredding air with blown kisses and fingers through her hair Blue bag, gentle walk head to the side quietly talking I am quickly walking over to her with nothing to say how stupid I must look dodging jeers and begging for luck this could be either make or break it will be a chance I take CHORUS Feel like shredding air with blown kisses and fingers through her hair Feel like shredding air with blown kisses and fingers through her hair |