Suicide Machines (The) - No Sale Paroles de chansons

The wind was chill as we sat on the steps,
I could see the vapour form from your breath,
Well, your lips were red and your skin so pale,
But your cash register read no sale, well

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Suicide Machines (The) Paroles de chansons