Тексты песен Juliana Hatfield

I think in slow motion
I move in slow motion
Through the smoke
I hear a sound
Through the music
From my brain
To my mouth

When I turn to look at you
With an answer
You have gone
From the room

Like this vodka and cranberry
I drop it eventually

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