Four-Eleven
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โฑ๏ธ 3:43 duration
๐ ID: 2879635
๐ Lyrics
There's a house in the green hills,
Where someday I hope to live.
So I'll sell my sadness to them,
Turn pain into payment.
There's a cliff from the last one,
That sits right across from it.
So when I get your wake up call in,
I'll join life at its purest.
Where someday I hope to live.
So I'll sell my sadness to them,
Turn pain into payment.
There's a cliff from the last one,
That sits right across from it.
So when I get your wake up call in,
I'll join life at its purest.