My fingers are bleeding cut by many eggs' skin Just the right to Shut It when the next Humiliation is coming Or it is my back aching, too many glasses to be filled But always Keep Smiling That's your job So Barbie keep on smiling The Strength of My Hate On all the people who want me to think I am Shit Hours and hours running, I can count them no more Not like my salary, could be counted by the kids I'm watching And the best of all: the Speach! Evil eyes, filthy soul Cruel words to steal all that is beautiful in Me The Strength of My Hate on all the people Who want Me to think I am Shit! Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
