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Enfermé Dehors
01:36
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Hey, a volte non ti senti un po' inchiusa fuori
Non le senti le urla
Grida, sfida, strappa, distruggi ste catene
Inspira quelle che sono curiose
In put a raffica
Poi mi sveglio con un gusto amaro
Faccio la schiava solo per vivere
Strappa le tue catene
A volte non ti senti un po' inchiusa fuori
Ripiangi i momenti che ormai non esistono più
Svegliati, piglia, strappa le tue catene, le tue catene
Your demonstration it's not my destination
I want to live free
A volte non ti senti un po' inchiusa fuori
Le senti? Senti le urla
Fai che cazzo ti pare, lo sai le menzogne
Lo sai è un riscatto
Svolta sicura, fermale
Non affogare in questa spirale
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Dick Pic
01:50
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What do you send to me?
Something I don’t want to see
All I see is dirt
Your mind, your kind, you hurt
Do you remember when you sent me this shit?
Are you sure in your act?
I reject your advances
No party, no fucking smarties
What can I say? Fuck you!
I say no!
Do you understand? It’s a simple no
Now man, you fucked up
Your mind, your kind, you hurt
What do you send to me?
Something I don’t want to see
Hey man, you're so disgusting
Why do you send me your big dick?
You rape my soul, you rape my phone
And now you will die!
Hey man, it’s a fucking no
Asshole, you understand?
What I say is a simple no
I reject your advances
You know it’s NO
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J'irai vomir chez vous
01:47
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Je parcours la planète
En lâchant mes galettes
Mais moi, ce qui me soulage
C'est vomir sur ton sofa
J'irai vomir chez vous
J'irai vomir partout
Ma tête devient écarlate
Nausée permanente
Régurgitation
De tes émotions
J'irai vomir chez vous
J'irai vomir partout
Bonsoir
Y'a encore quelqu'un ?
Je ne me sens pas très bien
SVP, ouvrez cette porte !
Ouvrez cette porte !
Super breuvage
Gros décalage
Dans cet état
J'irai vomir chez toi
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Weapons
02:49
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Weapons
What destroys a civilization
Corruption introduced in the law
I kill you with the power of ignorance
Weapons against me, no way
Because you’re an asshole
Lead rain
I’m not surprised
It’s not my crime
You die, They lie
It’s not my crime
I’m not surprised
It’s not my crime
We failed for their fucking interests
And now, stupid asshole
Lead rain
I’m not surprised
It’s not my crime
You die, They lie
For their fucking interests
Weapons
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