Paroles Jamboree At The Jubilee de The Gorgeous

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It's all right, it's okay. Crime doesn't sell, and sex doesn't pay. I'm fucking sick of trying to sell my band to people who I don't care if they listen. And if you show at our show there's a chance you'd go blind. This is where to go for the cheapest love you can find. Back alleys and back streets. Back doors lead to back seats. It's becoming routine. If beauty's skin deep, it's a lot more shallow than I'm willing to be. A fighter not a lover, I have the bruises to prove it. A lover not a fucker, but my standards are sinking. A pity fuck with you wettest of dreams, I love making music but it's becoming routine

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