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Hellacopters Grande Rock

: Passers by coincide with me Steppin? out to cross my line Feelin? sick - feel like shit But I always say I?m fine One stab in the back after another

: I?ve seen you girl - I?ve seen you walkin? ?Round for a long long time I?ve heard you girl - I?ve heard you talkin? Tounge in cheek but it don?t rhyme

have you playin? such devious games Where no bets are even - the dealer?s always the same Now your illusions they don?t seem so grand What you call yours

: Gone down and out feels like it?s sinkin? With a sense of direction it comes tumblin? down The sky?s gone dark - the streets are stinkin? And the howlin

: Poor little girl born to an modern world - lonely Teenage angst ridden tried to make Herself heard - lonely From a one horse town to a burg twice

: Spare me - I don?t need your yappin? I got directions thrown at me Like I was in need of clues All nite long - all day, night, Noon, morning same

Gone down and out feels like it?s sinkin? With a sense of direction it comes tumblin? down The sky?s gone dark - the streets are stinkin? And the howlin

Passers by coincide with me Steppin? out to cross my line Feelin? sick - feel like shit But I always say I?m fine One stab in the back after another

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