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Text: The Vladimirs. Never Too Late.

Every night and every day, you always come around and get in my way

A lot of talk , a lot of shit, i can't take it anymore, i can't stand it

And it's you, who's always ruining my night

And it's you, no friend of mine

That's why i'm screaming at you

It's never too late for me to hate you,

I'm in the mood to kill when i'm around you

Never too late for me to hate you


I'm in the mood to kill when i'm around

Why can't you just get the hint, i'm getting really tired of hearing you talk your shit

Well, it happens everyday, when you come around, i never stay

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