Paroles de la chanson Seriously Guys I Hate You par The Automatic
Auteurs: Robin Harry Hawkins,James Frost,Iwan Griffiths,Alexander Pennie
Editeurs: Emi Music Publishing France
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Paroles de la chanson Seriously Guys I Hate You par The Automatic
Intoxicated by this sound
Nothing but a fever, going round
Concentrated on the tones, that ring dead
Leaving you at home
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
Fallout, picked up on a plate
Break down, the crashing of her page
Tick-tock explosions in your ear
Their emotion, moved you here
Nothing but a fever, going round
Concentrated on the tones, that ring dead
Leaving you at home
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
Fallout, picked up on a plate
Break down, the crashing of her page
Tick-tock explosions in your ear
Their emotion, moved you here
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
That's the happiest you've looked all day
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