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7 марта 24, 03:40

Dmitry MetalLord

Лирика : The Provenance : How Would You Like To Be Spat At : Going Down


I speak of truth,
Of facts and real things...
...Might be dim but know my surrounding.

I teach the lies,
Preach them skilfully...
...Might seem bright but don't live accordingly.

If someone should have figured me out,
Read the scam and pulled my pants,
I surely hope this someone chokes
On all and everything that I provide.
Let down,
One too many times.
Spat at,
One too many times.
Put down,
One too many times.
Laughed at,
One too many times.

If someone should have figured me out,
Read the scam and pulled my pants,
I surely hope this someone chokes
On all and everything that I provide.
Went down,
One too many times.
Hard on...
One too many times !

"I swear I didn't mean for them to die,
They just collapsed between my thighs.
I'm not to blame for being hard,
Surely it's a fact you can't discard."

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