Hey son, I’m looking forward You’re leaning backwards of this I’m sure Have you had enough? Are you feeling rough? Does your skull hurt? Well if it’s warm Cos I am taking back what’s mine, I am taking back the time You may call it suicide but I’m being born again, I’m waiting Aaaahh, I’m waiting, aaaahahahahaaa, right here now, I’m waiting For someone or something to take me, to take me over
Days, days are forgotten Now it’s all over simply forgotten, hail to the cypriot
Home bred, I’ve got blood lust Feeding you bread crust, I leave no scar You say I’m old hat, a fucking dirty rat Call me a cliche how right you are Cos I am flipping bag of bones, I am righting all your wrongs You may call it suicide but I’m being born again, I’m waiting Aaaahh, I’m waiting, aaaahahahahaaa, right here now, I’m waiting For someone or something to take me to take me over
Days, days are forgotten Now it’s all over simply forgotten, hail to the cypriot Days, days are forgotten Now it’s all over simply forgotten, hail to the cypriot I saw something, I get on the dark, it’s the You was at home chewing on monkey brains I am out here, I’m just a silhouette You will never ever ever forget Days, days are forgotten Now it’s all over simply forgotten, hail to the cypriot Days, days are forgotten Now it’s all over simply forgotten, hail to the cypriot I saw something, I get on the dark, it’s the You was at home chewing on monkey brains
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Hey son, I’m looking forward
RispondiEliminaYou’re leaning backwards of this I’m sure
Have you had enough? Are you feeling rough?
Does your skull hurt? Well if it’s warm
Cos I am taking back what’s mine, I am taking back the time
You may call it suicide but I’m being born again, I’m waiting
Aaaahh, I’m waiting, aaaahahahahaaa, right here now, I’m waiting
For someone or something to take me, to take me over
Days, days are forgotten
Now it’s all over simply forgotten, hail to the cypriot
Home bred, I’ve got blood lust
Feeding you bread crust, I leave no scar
You say I’m old hat, a fucking dirty rat
Call me a cliche how right you are
Cos I am flipping bag of bones, I am righting all your wrongs
You may call it suicide but I’m being born again, I’m waiting
Aaaahh, I’m waiting, aaaahahahahaaa, right here now, I’m waiting
For someone or something to take me to take me over
Days, days are forgotten
Now it’s all over simply forgotten, hail to the cypriot
Days, days are forgotten
Now it’s all over simply forgotten, hail to the cypriot
I saw something, I get on the dark, it’s the
You was at home chewing on monkey brains
I am out here, I’m just a silhouette
You will never ever ever forget
Days, days are forgotten
Now it’s all over simply forgotten, hail to the cypriot
Days, days are forgotten
Now it’s all over simply forgotten, hail to the cypriot
I saw something, I get on the dark, it’s the
You was at home chewing on monkey brains
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