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I finish you off, I throw you away |
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You are my dust, my smoke and my bills that I so certainly pay |
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You are a traffic light, a ****ing speed bum |
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I can't recognize you from a distance I just sit here feeling dumb |
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So I step on the brake, it's all in a haste |
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And when I finally get out of there, the traffic light switch to red |
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Still digging for gold, yeah I want my piece |
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I've been through silver, second hand and I've been down on my knees |
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I'm a lost soul, I've lost all control |
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I find it hard when we discuss about growing old |
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That makes me think about love, gimme some love |
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I know you can give me love baby |
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Susanne! |
