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Girl of my Dreams
02:53
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When I look at her I can’t control myself,
I only wanna taste a piece of her.
Gazes point to me full of promises,
a thousand flowers’ smell shows me the right way.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Shows me the right way! shows me the right way!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
A thousand flowers’ smell shows me the right way.
It’s pretty hard living my life,
without spending my time trying to figure out.
How to get inside? get inside your head?
And occupy your mind from the rise to the night.
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
From the rise to the night! from the rise to the night!
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
And occupy your mind from the rise to the night.
Gorgeous! She’s not a Stacy Malibu!
Evil soul! In a hot pretty shape!
Gorgeous! Nothing like you!
The girl of my dreams has become damn true!
She’s the girl of my dreams! And she knows it!
She’s the girl of my dreams! And she knows it!
She’s the girl of my dreams! And she knows it!
She’s the girl of my dreams! And she knows it!
Gorgeous! She’s not a Stacy Malibu!
Evil soul! In a hot pretty shape!
Gorgeous! Nothing like you!
The girl of my dreams has become damn true!
She’s the girl of my dreams! And she knows it!
She’s the girl of my dreams! And she knows it!
She’s the girl of my dreams! And she knows it!
She’s the fucking girl of my dreams! And she knows it!
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2. |
Open Your Eyes
02:58
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It’s been not so long since the time of great despair
When being conscious of being a rat was completely ok
It’s been not so long, indeed it’s been yesterday
Bloody hands turned into a nightmare!
The bloody flashes haven’t gone away
and they still torture your days,
Regrets of acting like a fucking bonehead everyday
You’ve enjoyed this shit but it’s never late to bewail
Over those shameful chains in your soul!
Open your eyes! Blinded coward!
Open your eyes! It’s time to arise!
Open your eyes! Leave the deaf flock!
Open your eyes! Burn your insides to the ground!
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3. |
Use Your Fists
02:15
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Since when using a knife became a sign of honor?
You boast every time about your glory and pride,
but the last time you used your fists to fight
was at school and you lost your self-regard.
Use your fists! It’s time to fight, it’s time to play!
Use them! Use them! Gotta pay for everything you did!
Use your fists! It’s time to fight, it’s time to play!
Use them! Use them! Dare to fight!
You’ve misunderstood the true meaning of street fights,
the pride of proving stronger than anyone else.
Acting like a dickhead, like a coward rat,
you’ll never get no real respect!
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