The room, fucking, three by three, smoke is coming down the ultimata
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I write a text under techno kick, in a minute everyone became stupid
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I have cold og next to me, don't come here for food
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I get used to hearing a scream when I walk past the crowd
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The room, fucking, three by three, smoke is coming down the ultimata
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I write a text under techno kick, in a minute everyone became stupid
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I have cold og next to me, don't come here for food
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I get used to hearing a scream when I walk past the crowd
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Bitch, you saw me, you fucked up
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One look is not enough for you
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You are below the plinth, yes you are marginal
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I know you don't want to, bitch, but you have to
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Fractured combo, we're rolling bombs
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Haway Rondo, ice stuff
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porn, dead
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Give me popcorn, I'm so tired
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I don’t hide in my socks, I’m very okay
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I bend my socks, in the evening we smoke a pocket
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The room, fucking, three by three, smoke is coming down the ultimata
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I see the text, the underground peak, in a minute everyone became stupid
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I have cold og next to me, don't come here for food
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I get used to hearing a scream when I walk past the crowd
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Losing sound
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The walls are all floating
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With a witch I melt in smoke
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Vicious circle
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Past the eyes and past the hands
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It's so hard for me
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I hear a voice in my head
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This is my friend
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It killed me so much, I don't need a wreath
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The cold inside is like a young canvas
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You fuck a lot, I have
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You want to compare me, but I'm not the one
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You don't impress me
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After a trip to Saint P
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The room, fucking, three by three, smoke is coming down the ultimata
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I see the text, the underground peak, in a minute everyone became stupid
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I have cold og next to me, don't come here for food
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I get used to hearing a scream when I walk past the crowd |