I've got these radical friends broken lips, rainbow violence pink clouds on
A razor mountain, we're running through a city of head wounds, holding
Hands night frowns in the city of head wounds, so take my head yeah?
Yeah! Load up your love radical friends! They're my pink clouds on a razor
Mountain top.
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Radical Friends Lyrics

Head Wound City – Radical Friends Lyrics