D – N – A

These streets are mine
The city walls will keep us warm

Not far behind
We have erverything to get along

We got the cure, we got the remedy
I wouldn’t want it any other way
Rip it up, c’mon, c’mon, c’mon

Beatsteaks – DNA



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