| Life is beginning with birth
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| And it burns, and it hurts
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| And it makes you belive that
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| You’re forever to live in this
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| Place! |
| Through the days, through
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| The ways, and you try to get on
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| But in vain, and you can’t run
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| Away from the pain in your brain
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| Than comes the skirts, da girls!
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| You fell in love first
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| Worst lesson that human could learns
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| Because you will be mystificated,
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| Annihilated
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| Fuck off ya selfish!
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| --OHH, a secter yours--
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| You only think about your self,
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| Pigheaded ass!
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| Drawn up da paint, the picture is
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| A mass! |
| You should regret!
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| --…with the feelings in your mind--
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| Not need your love
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| Pain is my muse!
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| But I’ve never felt you
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| Closer than i feel now
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| I’m the name of game you play
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| You’ve let me down!
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| -Be my babe!
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| That time I thought that
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| You’re the right for me
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| -Be my slave!
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| I tried to pretend that
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| you’re the right for me
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| -Be my ape!
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| I’ve always thought that
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| You would die for me
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| I’m a fake because I’ve given
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| Up everything i ever stand for,
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| Fight for but i can’t handle anymore!
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| You’ve got a little mission
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| Fuck off is the position
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| 'Cause i wanna be a single
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| Without bein' in a net!
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| Ref: Fuck off ya selfish…
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| put your feet back (x2)
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| If the force of yours slows
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| Down yo poor, rest in peace
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| And don’t you fight for more (x2)
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| Drawn up the paint, drawn up the paint
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| UP! |
| Drawn up the paint, drawn up the paint!
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| When you will turn your back
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| I will point my gun into your
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| Forehead
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| Without me, your nothing
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| But with me, your the queen
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| Of everything!
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| I play god and shut you in
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| Your head! |
| (x2)
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| Ref: Fuck off ya selfish…
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| Be my self, and I’m never gonna be
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| A whore!(x4)
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| You cannot stop da progress!(x4)
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| put your feet back (x4)
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| put your feet back (x4) |