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Banda Eccos

How did Camus really die that night? Were they right? When he died was it really his time? Or was it suicide? And Holden Caulfield is a friend of mine

From wherever spring arrives to heal the ground From wherever searching comes (The look itself a trace of what we?re looking for) So be quiet now...and

Just Like Some Old Romantic Movie Everything's In Black And White We Just Couldn't Get Along Together So Were Letting Go Tonight Before We Let The Credits

All right buddy, when can I make you study? I'll take you out while I talk about some ugly Things taking place, within the rap race I'm well aware it

I feel a cold snap comin' Frost on the window pane Trees are green, bees are hummin' But I'm freezing just the same Can't put my finger on it Where

I pulled out for San Anton' I never felt so good My woman said she'd meet me there And of course I knew she would The coachman, he hit me for my hook

Cheers to the furrows on our brow To each hard won victory Cheers to the losses that grew us up Killed our pride and filled our cup Cheers to the friendships

Just Like Some Old Romantic Movie Everything's In Black And White We Just Couldn't Get Along Together So Were Letting Go Tonight Before We Let The Credits

ladies and the gentlemen Here's to the AF of M I wouldn't have made it without them, here's to the band! Here's to the band!