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Black Market Radio - Текст песни Wave
Spitting in the face of a devil
that I once called suicide
Better luck next time...
On my plate my disgrace is a matter
less certified, everybody get some...
Laughing in the face of an enemy that
wants to have me crucified,
spoken like a new man...
Off the cross cause the wood burns better
less occupied, got a new illusion...
And you tried to knock me off
my good wave...
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Laughing in the face of a devil that used to
have me mystified, slipping through
the cracked walls...
Shaking hands with the people who
touhgt I was out of line,
talking with their mouths full...
And you tried to knock me off
my good wave...
Spitting in the face of a devil
that I once called suicide
Better luck next time...
On my plate my disgrace is a matter
less certified, everybody get some...