We are the kids that are always underated told that we're shit spat on and hated pushed to the ground we're lost not found dead fucking last since
This all seems so shit to me now understand we'll never be me and you are not the same quit your act this aint no game be ashamed, be afraid i hope
Say what you want you got no clue i fucking hate people like you so much to say behind our backs but to our face you aint got smack keep your
all right, oh it's just good We are so selfish together What a lonely life, it's a lonely life, what a lonely life Small heads, small heads, small heads, small heads
all right Oh it's just good We are so selfish together What a lonely life It's a lonely life What a lonely life Small heads, small heads Small heads, small heads
Traducere: Lisa Germano. Capete mici.
Traducere: Germina. Martin montate Head.
Traducere: Germina. Hole In My Head.
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How the fuck do I carry on? When they tore all my hope apart. Ripped out my insides to douse the fire That was burning? in my heart!!! You?ll waste
