Plastic Memories lyrics
Song information
Artist: At The Drive-In Album: Alfaro Vive, Carajo!
Lyrics
There's nothing like the way she looks When she fucks me those her big brown eyes
I know she's mad at me (mad at me) When would we feel
The blue bird has arrived Favor of the plane is the question Did it matter how much I cope with out A little more then a distance
Mad at me (mad at me)
Got to affect her with her peck Jealous soul eyes But I'm just playing
Mad at me (mad at me)
All that matters now
All that matters now Is the matter of effect Inside her beautiful smile
In the picket fence cartel We all become what we most dislike <i>[x3]
Find one assassin
Mad at me (mad at me) When would we
She was just coming of age
Mad at me (mad at me)
In the picket fence cartel We all become what we most dislike
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