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Guano Apes Walking On A Thin Line

The lavatory is open As you blocked his head away Twenty-one is such a good number Conversation lost it's weight anyway We are walking on a thin line

climbing On our faith We are crying With pink sour plastic mouth Climbing On our faith We are crying With pink sour plastic mouth It's a long long life A

special You are a special germ You are so special In a restless world Are you ready To attack the storm Are you ready Poor poor fame Still insane Buy me a

scarlet We slept a while to turn it up and get it off our minds i slept a while to get it all it seems allright to find a place without a single

mind is just a trick I smell it everywhere rooks tres chique beyond the nights of agony a thousand friendships live in me I pull the nails out of my body the beast is a

honey the lavatory is open as you blocked his head away twenty-one is such a good number conversation lost its weight anyway we are walking on a thin line

: The lines fade away they dissapear the colour of your lips wants to move on so now the one you are looking for is the one without a soul,no soul, no

on you leave on inside So you care leave them on So you care leave them on with a shine and you can't go on with your life it's a fact we can't deny

: Someone who's coming out to see the light of our destination A maniac neurotic fool who wants to jump off the eye How can you know that I'm the one