| We are so cold
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| Bangoa, bang-bang-bangoa
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| We are so cold
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| Bangoa, bang-bang-bangoa
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| We are so cold
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| Bangoa, bang-bang-bangoa
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| We are so cold
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| Bangoa, bang-bang-bangoa
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| What is fate? |
| Where to follow her?
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| Mother your lips, mother my feelings
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| Maybe I'm an asshole, a fucking mutant
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| There is a blizzard in my heart, life is so bad,
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| But I'm sorry, I'm cold, like white snow
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| I want to hear a voice at the merging of hearts
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| Hey, I'm a wild beast, what have I become now
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| You are the limit, the perfection of women's bodies
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| Hey, I'm a wild beast, what have I become now
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| You are the limit, the perfection of women's bodies
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| You are the limit, the perfection of women's bodies
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| You are the limit, the perfection of women's bodies
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| You are the limit, the perfection of women's bodies
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| You are the limit, the perfection of women's bodies
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| I, I am a new star
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| I sparkle in the sky, blind your eyes
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| My people are here, I'm fucking happy with them
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| Your people are lying, what were you waiting for?
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| Your guys are falling like dominoes, blows to the forehead
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| My people are in my heart, I won't let them knock you off your feet
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| Well, I sweep everything in my path, rub
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| This bitch just needs to beckon me,
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| And you snap your finger - and I'm here, I'm the new Kurt
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| In your heart, a young guy is a favorite of bitches
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| We are so cold
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| Bangoa, bang-bang-bangoa
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| We are so cold
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| Bangoa, bang-bang-bangoa |