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utorak, 14.09.2004.
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NO TITLE D to da A and the rest is high I feel so alive No I m lying I m looking down Down to the Earth While the world is spinning Some people are gold wining And I m pretending That my mind is doing good I m not in da hood I m not in da mood My eyes are looking at nothin Everything around me is shutting down Getting switched off Black or white I don t care Swimsuit in winter you can wear I won t say a thing Not even a king Can excite me no more I m all alone Chours Everything is the same Nothing s changing Same old game It s makin me to go one way I want to turn off my brain Black spot that s my time, my life, my rime But still I do look alive Maybe joy to my life will arrive Strange thing I am In one way a good girl In way bad I don t care about some typical things Like the rest of us do I think on my own cruel world Where winners lose Cause that s in the end what I am I could have gold but I don t give a damn I could be a bitch By stealing getting ritch We all could, not that we should But still empty dream is in my head But trough my veins is still running blood, red |
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