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28 Days - Kill The Fake (Seshoo)
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a puppet on a string what do you bring, nothin everybodies looking for a quick buck and buffin the dick of the powers that be not 28d, conplacency is not my style as you can see, fuck it that's not me it's like every time i turn on the box i gotta watch another manufactured band that sucks cock gotta listen to suckers who don't know diddley squat dance steps is their reps and no props go out to slop it's not fresh
I got my shit down on the road shoot yourself in the foot when you're talkin out your spincter, boy just another toy and your climbing out of the box you don't write shit but you're convinced your shit rocks I got my shit down on the road shoot yourself in the foot when you're talkin out your spincter, boy just another toy and your climbing out of the box you don't write shit but you're convinced your shit rocks
Now you don't write nothing leave it up to your puppeteers you better hope it sells now cause give it two years another humdrum throw away is what it becomes a massive debt that someones got to play at the end of the short day can't sell a record because you're so wak you cold sold your soul can't deal with the payback
You see I got my shit down on the road shoot yourself in the foot when you're talkin out your spincter, boy just another toy and your climbing out of the box you don't write shit but you're convinced your shit rocks.
kick it!
hay yo!
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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