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Komponistar
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Sangtekst: Drift. Stalkin' Like Killers. Turn The Curse.


Determined to remove each single thorn from the crown I was given Bustin' my ass for a handfull of nothing for far too long All I asked for was some solace,all you offered Were nails for my casket and a gun for my head Fuck this life There must be more I burn the card that I once pulled,there must be more I see it comin' my way Keep it up,I gotta keep it up,son Can't loose that grip Won't get a second chance for it Can't loose,can't loose-I kiss goundzero goodbye Determined to remove each single thorn from the crown I was given Bustin' my ass for a handfull of nothing for far too long Inhaling chaos,breathing out darkness
I'm on a suicide trip Time to turn the curse Await the last dayz I'm not new to your game It's time to turn the curse!
By any means - Fuck Your World