the box
@mark brydon
the box
@mark brydon
Paroles
bury the box , not once ,or twice, but three.
you will never find it
there are no clues, as to where it waits.
When I shiver you are standing on it
the brown earth pushed into my face
you will never find it
there are no clues, as to where it waits.
When I shiver you are standing on it
the brown earth pushed into my face
Style de musique
house dance, 143 bpm C maj
