che vuoi pensi di cambiarci, ma sei gia uno di noi abbiamo tanti giochi cui ti divertirai ti offriamo una barella che frigge cervella in padella scegli una tipa tra ballerina attrice o
rispondo al telefono "Oh Oh" come quando recupero i soldi a credito Ooh la mia "O" di Originale e maiuscola come "O" di Ovuli in pancia ricorda buscopan "B
of fire Was all my heart desired Eye for an eye You sucked my heart dry Now i'm taking what is mine Lie upon lie No more hurting crimes What's left Is
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ne ho l'eredita O! come quando rispondo al telefono O! O! come quando recupero i soldi a credito O! la mia "O" di originale e maiuscola "O", come ovuli
the game, I've had enough of you, I've seen your type before, doin the 4's all over the floor, he's flashin his chain's, he's flashing his dough, he
'em all, they can blab if they want. It's their fucking lives, we will haunt. Posuers, wankers, mersheads, the Crues. the Ratt's, the W.A.S.P.'s. They
Dont ya know Its Cali-O, Its Cali-O, Yeah This hit aint no joke, This here aint no joke Dont ya know, Sweet Cali-O Love it when I hit it, Cali-O Love
B] Ladies and gentlemen you're now listenin to the Dirty South trillionaire ('naire) Keepin it trill in there, been here and he's still in there (there) Pay attention, it's
cut my finger You said it just wouldn't burn and I scarred my face You know I bite my nails, my skin and my fingers And I've heard that's my liver, my
O.S.S.O.M.--do the right thing B.L.O.S.S.O.M.--do the right thing We've got B.L.O.S.S.O.M.--do the right thing B.L.O.S.S.O.M.--do the right thing
I look at you and I see a clown NO matter what, you better stop Someday you'll have to learn Or maybe you wanna be S.O.B. you son of a bitch S.O.B.
I am a voice Inside your head Telling you to let go I fill a void Inside your bed I'm someone you'll never know You know what keeps me by your side
With closed eyes You close your fist They tell you what to see Long arm fell short You're property Until you earn enough to own Work hard ethic is a lie
time This happens way too much I did it because I got caught in a cycle A revolving door Now you've spun me out of my mind Hey, hey, hey, hey Now it's
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S-O-B!
'm feeling so empty this life is a living hell like living in an empty shell. S.O.B symptoms S.O.B. of betrayal S.O.B.
