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Blindside - Yamkela lyrics
Wasted disposable dying scum Two months tops before silence replaces your small beating drum Isn't that what we're all waiting for So we can go home and celebrate our good life But I feel gun powder Burning under my skin Don't say another word You might set off a spark Cause i've got gun powder Burning under my skin Take me back to tv-land Numbness is a safe zone They never trained me for reality I'm a reality-tv clone Now did you say your 10 going on 11? Something is terribly wrong Somehow I'm dying with you But I feel gun powder Burning under my skin Don't say another word You might set off a spark Cause I've got gun powder Burning under my skin Yamkela |
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