maandag 5 juli 2010

FUCKING WASTER

what a waster, what a fucking waster, you pissed it all up the wall, around the corner where they chased her


Oh I really wanna know, so tell me, where does all the money go, where does all the money go, straight, straight up her nose



When she wakes up in the morning
She writes down all her dreams


There's tears coming out from everywhere
The citys hard the citys fair
Get back inside you've got nothing on
No you mind yer bleedin own you two bob cunt

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