Besedila: Puddle Of Mudd. Come Clean. Piss It All Away.

What I feel it is real
What I do it's the truth
When I drink I can't think
When I use I need more
When you're weak I can't speak
Close your eyes and taste this wine
The cork removed less purified
I throw away everything that you say
Erase everything that you fake

What I feel it's a sin
Tell the truth do not lie
Make a wish it will come true
One way streets, one track mind
Open up and see the light
One million ways to hypnotize
I throw away everything that you say
Erase everything that you fake
Erase everything that you fake

Piss it, piss it all away
Piss it, piss it all away
Piss it, piss it all away

Piss it, piss it all away
Piss it, piss it all away
Piss it, piss it all away
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