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He lives inside my head, tells me what to say
When he turns the trains on, and he makes it go away
The hands are cracked and filthy, and the nails are beetle wings
When he turns the trains on, he unties all of the strings
Tell me something beautiful, tell me something free
Tell me something beautiful, I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish tomorrow would never ever come, come
Smells like children
Smells like children
He lives inside my mouth, and tells me what to say
The toys all smell like children, and the scab-knees will obey
I'll have to kneel on broomsticks, just to make it go away
Because the children, and nothing I can say
Tell me something beautiful, tell me something free
Tell me something beautiful, I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish tomorrow would never ever come, come
Smells like children
Smells like children
Sometimes I'm feeling all those things
The things I shouldn't say
Sometimes I'm feeling all those things
I wish that I'd never, never...
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish tommorow would never ever...
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish that I could be
Someone, someone
Someone, someone
I wish tommorow would never ever...
Smells like children
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doda³: pachet
czytano: 626 razy
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Fragment na dzis:
Papa Roach : Thrown away
I am a mess
I've made a huge mess
I can't control myself
I kill the rhyme again
I'm comin sick and on time again
Words manifest from deep inside, where people hide
Within it chemical, unbalanced on the triple beam
What, fuck what you heard,-
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it's about what I seen
I seen it happen
Backhand brand, to face smackin
Definite disorder now his mindset is blackened
The doctors say he's got the brain of a murderer
This rugged style steals yo brain
My heart is bleeding
And this pa-
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in it will not pass
It's not receding
And my body's going numb
A bad trip child
Rolling stoned, keeping high
He don't know what he's doing
He just keeps getting by
Thrown away. I want to be, thrown away.
He's born sick
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