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7 марта 24, 03:40

Dmitry MetalLord

Лирика : The Provenance : How Would You Like To Be Spat At : Speeding To Get By


The least you could do
Is Offer a hand to the miserably rooted.
The least you could do
Is stop for a while even if you don't care

There'll be no more speed limits after this...
There'll be no more speed limits after this...

I promise to get by as time itself press on,
And yes,
I'll give my hand in poverty,
In wealth.
So what if I don't care,
I say screw health...

I promise to get by as time itself press on,
And yes,
I'll give my hand in poverty,
In wealth.
So what if I don't care,
I say screw health...

There'll be no more speed limits when I'm done,
There'll be no more speed limits when I'm gone...

There'll be no more speed limits when I'm done,
There'll be no more speed limits when I'm gone...




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