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Automatikk Rokko81, Atillah78 Amstaff bis in den Tod, die Kampfhunde geben euch den biss in den Tod Du bist ein Strich in der Landschaft und verkaufst
[Chorus] I don't 'give a damn' When motherfuckers claim that they're nice, and I don't 'give a damn' About the record deal that you signed and I don'
[Chorus] C'mon baby I'm a rolling stone I want to conversate I want to take you home And if you want to take up on and ride its on I want to shag baby
It's the marksman, armed with bars that scar from yards in Foul-mouth Latino, the Dark-skin Cartman Startling frauds, Skin 'em for probable cause Spit
[Chorus] If you really want it...I can bring it to ya If you really want it...I can bring it to ya If you really want it...I can bring it to ya So, make
I'm feeling like I can't cope with this life. Like my legs can't keep up at this pace. And if I keep this up any longer. I'm bound to fall in I'm falling
I've seen it all before but this time. I'm leaving you a bloody mess. I kissed you gently I prayed you'd never live another day. You satisfied my need
Every time I sing it's like I'm singing to no one and nothing at all Can replace what is missing You left me the victim but what does it matter It's
Believe me when I say it hurts, for me to give up all my hope, and turn my back on you. You had a change of heart. (you have no heart) what was I thinking
All we need is. Coffee and cigarettes. New flames and old regrets. What more could you ask for. Cheap wine and poetry dream. You laying here with me.
Maybe I was desperate for this. Maybe I let it go too far So far my favorite mistake. But I did it all for nothing set on fire self-destruct. Aiming
Where was I when you decided things would end like this. I never said I was okay. And now my bleeding eyes meet. Bloody fingernails. Throwing out the
