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Night Of 1577

Speed Prowlers

It’s 9am, my phone rings
The fires call me to the house of things
The Night is cold, total mystery
Drinking the blood, that we got to here
She gets dance, i can't belive
We still have some beer
Oh my God, i need a Speed!
Oh, baby i’m already high and nothing stops me tonight!

Night of 1577
Night of 1577
Night of 1577
Seems but it's not easy!

Night of 1577
Night of 1577
Night of 1577
Seems but it's not easy!

Night of, night of
Night of, night of
Night of, night of
Get so fuck off!!!

Night of 1577
Night of 1577
Night of 1577
Seems but it's not easy!

Night of 1577
Night of 1577
Night of 1577
Seems but it's not easy!