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Same old routine
It's just a different day
Still I don't know what's going on
With you
The smell of you, still lingers on my skin
But you are nowhere to be seen
And boy
I bet you're balling up
Even though it's tough
I'm gonna lay it on the line
And if I'm asking you boy
Open up and let me know
Is it love, hate?
What's it gonna be?
Baby make, break
Tell me what you see
Is it you, me?
Are we gonna make it through?
Always up, down
Running me around
When I give, take
You don't reciprocate
Is it love, hate?
Tell me what it's gonna be
No one deserves
What you have put me through
Wont tolerate a life this way with you
Worth so much more
That a bad excuse to leave
You take a piece of me
You do
I bet you're balling up
Even though it's tough
I'm gonna lay it on the line
And if I'm asking you boy
Open up and let me know
Is it love, hate?
What's it gonna be?
Baby make, break
Tell me what you see
Is it you, me?
Are we gonna make it through?
Always up, down
Running me around
When I give, take
You don't reciprocate
Is it love, hate?
Tell me what it's gonna be
Is it love, hate?
What's it gonna be?
Baby make, break
Tell me what you see
Is it you, me?
Are we gonna make it through?
Always up, down
Running me around
When I give, take
You don't reciprocate
Is it love, hate?
Tell me what it's gonna be
Oh, oh
Is it love, hate?
What's it gonna be?
Baby make, break
Tell me what you see
Is it you, me?
Are we gonna make it through?
Always up, down
Running me around
When I give, take
You don't reciprocate
Is it love, hate?
Tell me what it's gonna be
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Fragment na dzis:
Liroy : Moja autobiografia
I
Minęło 27 lat od kiedy przyszedłem na świat
71 rocznik - Kielce
moje miasto, moja mała ojczyzna
zajebista
to jest oczywista sprawa
mój dom to pocieszki a pocieszki to zabawa
stary taka właśnie klima
czy lato czy zima, -
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deszcz czy słońce
zawsze tam było na maxi bez końca
od małego musiałem stawiać życiu czoła
podwórko, kumple to była dla mnie szkoła
stary
imprezy, kanciapy, godziny policyjne, wojny osiedlowe
niewinne dzieciństwo - stary zapo-
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mnij
nie jedna osoba jeszcze nie raz to wspomni
jak to było kiedy osiedle się bawiło
wspomnimy nie raz jak to wtedy stary było
II
Od dzieciństwa miałem tylko same problemy
ciągłe kłopoty ze szkołą
ojcem - bez ści....
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