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Komponistar
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Sangtekst: Linea 77. Ketchup Suicide. Cacao.


I don't wanna look like you, talk like you, be like you
Look your back in the land of a sharks.
...and make your best smile wear your best dress
Be the first in the land of the muppets.
...and i don't wanna be there, i don't wanna be there.
...and i don't wanna see your smile, hear your words, just eat your tongue.
Big crack in my brain it was the same, it was the same.
I 'm running away but the ship is playing behind, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
That's the fuck you want, you wanna be the supernatural.
I'm running away but the ship is playing behind.
Cold blood, every day be sick and shut off the pain.
Cold blood, be sick and cry.
Cold blood, every day be sick and shut off the pain.
Cold blood, be sick and cry.
Try to smile my cool boy, my sad boy, don't look back with anger, change your preset.
But i can't understand why i'm felling so sad?
Try to change your cool cold blood!
'cause you wanna be the first,
The first prize for the best sucker of the world,
But i've really won the first prize? Ohhh, my God i can't believe it!!
Yeah, it's true, my cool boy, be happy mind-depressed ?pongo?,
well-dressed tongue, chocolate heart,
?You wanna be like me??
I've always seen you like a perfect shit.
Big crack in my brain it was the same, it was the same.
I 'm running away but the ship is playing behind, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
That's the fuck you want, you wanna be the supernatural.
I'm running away but the ship is playing behind.
?You will never be so high...?
?I don't wanna be there...?
Cold blood, every day be sick and shut off the pain.
Cold blood, be sick and cry.
Cold blood, every day be sick and shut off the pain.
Cold blood, be sick and try, be sick and cry