| Beck – Blackhole Lyrics | 17 years ago |
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When we, when we...looking for a better home Got me, got me...burning out a light bulb Cloudy, cloudy...holding to a wastecan Yellow car, yellow car...put me inside there Wake up, wake up...nothing's gonna harm you Glass wall, glass wall...standing on the furniture Little boy, little boy...layin' in a sleeping bag Watchin', watchin'...through the cracks in his eyelids Stranger, stranger...feeding on the broken snow Lost head, lost tread...staring through the orange juice Alphabet, alphabet...can't afford a telephone Blackhole, blackhole...nothing's gonna harm you whiskeyclone.net has these lyrics |
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