Tell your fancy, fucked-up lies to me Fill the void that is you with your shit Soon enough what you are will be clear to see a bag of bones and some rotten flesh with it
It is monotony and it is killing me It is monotony and it is killing me
Just remains on the move to the graveyard you go and still you give your best and you preach and you pray and accuse and abuse you dirty rotten pest
It is monotony and it is killing me It is monotony and it is killing me
It is monotony and it is killing me It is monotony and it is killing me Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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