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My Chemical Romance Skylines And Turnstiles

like butane on my skin stolen from my eyes Hello, Angel tell me, where are you? Tell me where we go from here This broken city sky, like butane on my skin stolen from my

Překlad: My Chemical Romance. Panoramata a turnikety (Traducida).

now We walk in single file We light up rails and punch our time Ride escalators colder than a cell [Chorus] This broken city sky like butane on my skin and stolen from my

reason now We walk in single file We light up rails and punch our time Ride escalators colder than a cell [Chorus] This broken city sky like butane on my skin and stolen from my

, now, now We walk in single file We light our rails and punch our time Ride escalators colder than a cell [Chorus] This broken city sky like butane on my skin stolen from my