| You should start a brand new career as a mime artist
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| They made me want to win the prize for who dies fastest (thank you)
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| Strolled in and dribbled stale red wine on the white carpets
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| Force-fed his vampiric inner circle diced garlic (shots)
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| They stuffed bees in my barnet, barking at me
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| Bleary eyed staring at a scrawny faced scarred with acne
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| He asked me to escort him to nirvana by the arm
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| I swiftly sawed my hands off and hailed a passing taxi
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| Blades find skin, please keep score, dip jab slice, encore encore
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| The addict caught his neck in every sliding carriage door
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| The world whizzed by, the streets were lightly dusted in manure
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| We did laps of the city on these rusty trains daily
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| I used to ride them till my guts became gravy
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| Left the club looking like an oven baked baby with this chick sweetly slurring «Girl, your mother may hate me, but it’s cool»
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| 'Cos you never lose your mind’s the only rule (the only rule)
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| The whole world’s trying to take me for a fool (for a fool)
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| Slit my brain, pick a thought out, they all filthy (filthy), all filthy
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| I’ll be doing very odd things 'til I’ve got twenty odd chins
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| And a mountain of fat topped with jelly soft skin (yeah)
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| Saw that lake of blood and guts and belly flopped in
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| Now we’re all guilty (guilty), all guilty (guilty), all guilty (guilty)
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| Yeah
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| I thought he’d been maturing lately
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| But he still begs his girl to call him baby (by text)
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| I think we’re all just crazy
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| Arms outstretched, walking wavy
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| We saw the view from every bridge in town
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| The filth that tempts a thousand intertwining tiny kids to drown (splash)
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| But me? |
| If I’m diving in I’ll swim around
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| Clown fish skanking in the deep, fuck your middle ground (fuck it)
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| He sidled up to me at some disgusting diner
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| Slipped a baggie in my pocket counted every crusty fiver
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| The acid in his voice was what was pecking at my soul
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| Man, I guess you could dissolve a dead body in this cunt’s saliva
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| It’s all getting easier with each saga
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| My brain secretes a flood of deep laughter
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| He gently nibbled at the heels of his sheep farmer
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| I slapped my driver in the face and scream «Faster!»
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| It’s cool
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| 'Cos you never lose your mind’s the only rule (the only rule)
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| The whole world’s trying to take me for a fool (for a fool)
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| Slit my brain, pick a thought out, they all filthy (filthy), all filthy (filthy)
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| I’ll be doing very odd things 'til I’ve got twenty odd chins and a mountain of
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| fat topped with jelly soft skin
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| Saw that lake of blood and guts and belly flopped in
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| Now we all guilty (guilty), all guilty (guilty), all guilty (guilty)
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| (Guilty… yeah, yeah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Guilty , by - Jam Baxter. Song from the album Touching Scenes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп