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Killing Joke Sanity

Traducere: Killing Joke. Bun-simţ.

on hit on get on the dick of this Slick niggara but you can always call the Nina A killer in America, amerikilla I got skills to kill like overdosin

on the backseat On this bitter night of giving head A sharp rear entry, an exit in red Lump in the throat, on my come choke The killing joke worn thin

Lewis, Filofax, CD 5 A backdrop to discuss over expensive wine Didn't even know when or why I should stop I feel so stupid like a joke that belongs I

planet Earth's epitaph: Here they lie, the human race. They fucked themselves, and laid Earth waste. Blind to the fact that the bomb was coming down, their sanity

me and this girl; (.. thoughts grow haunted inside my head) yeah, right.. rrright! (.. then strike! Pull out my naked eye and with this.. my mask of sanity

, Huey Lewis, Filofax, CD5 A backdrop to discuss over expensive wine Didn't even know when or why I should stop I feel so stupid like a joke that belongs

Get on the dick of this Sl-ick niggaRA But you can always call the Nina A killer in America Amerikilla [Short Nitty:] I got skills to kill Like overdosin

you... Sanity is slowly slipping from my hands now. I'm standing closer to the edge than I should be allowed. Oh, what little regret I have... Does that make me a killer