FM
She said the son never shines on closed doors
I open to find only hurricanes blow
Take me away back to the green fields of May
Because the son never shines on closed doors
Åh. Flogging Molly, how I love it.
I open to find only hurricanes blow
Take me away back to the green fields of May
Because the son never shines on closed doors
Åh. Flogging Molly, how I love it.
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