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Counting Crows Los Angeles

i'm just trying to make some sense Honey i'm just trying to make some friends Baby i'm not trying to make amends For coming to Los Angeles Oh Los Angeles

honey i'm just trying to make some sense Honey i'm just trying to make some friends Baby i'm not trying to make amends For coming to Los Angeles Oh Los Angeles

that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming Every night these silhouettes appear above my head Little angels

said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming Every night these silhouettes appear above my head Little angels

said that I would pay for them if I could come back to you All my innocence is wasted on the dead and dreaming Every night these silhouettes appear above my head Little angels