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Linea 77 - Headtide lyrics
I don't know your fuckin thoughts but i can imagine them If you want you can scream or you can go away Noone listen to you or searches for you because You are strange and now noone wait noone call You and like a lamb start to run entering in the headtide You can't swim with your hands or with your fuckin' legs And butt-pirates are on the alert and you must be Trained to recognize them bcause their brain is full of Shit but they always have the reason at their side As a puppy on the lead they scream you shut up! I want my space beetwen two rails You feel upset for my way of life Sooner or later i say Your fuckin' eyes glance in my direction your fuckin' Cold eyes unmoved indifferent eyes i'll come near you And i say you oh what a great man then i take my Friend and i'll point on your fuckin head then i No wait who are you now? Stop it i can't stop it You must wait i can't i can't I wanna fuck his fuckin eyes You wait maybe i listen i don't know |
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