Bullets And Octane - The perfect bitch
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This is storyShe s a perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocents
And leave in the morning, say goodbye
HEY!
You can t make this up, this is me
Everything you see
And I know what I know, I could take you home if I want
And I want
Everything you get in all your dreams
So sets your devil scenes
Tonight s the night that brought you in to me
Hey!
This is a story, she s the perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocence
And leave in the morning, and never say goodbye
Just another night of whiskey and
Wind up in jail
Passed out in the Front Yard
Do it again tonight
So strike up the band and live to regret me for the rest of your life
Hey!
Now I m all juiced up
What s your name?
And do I care enough to know?
I know your lookin mighty fine to me, if I may.
Everything you get in all your dreams
So sets your devil scenes
tonights the night that brought you in to me.
Hey!
This is a story, she s the perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocence
And leave in the morning, and never say goodbye
Just another night of whiskey and
Wind up in jail
Passed out in the Front Yard
Do it again tonight
So strike up the band and live to regret me for the rest of your life
This is a story, she s the perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocence
And leave in the morning and never say goodbye
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Losowe utwory
California (Pt. II)
I tell you what i m gonna do
I m gonna lighten up
I m gonna throw a box of books and my beloved guitar
Into the back of my truck and try my luck in
California
I m gonna stay away from LA
I m staying far away from there
I m going north of san...
I m gonna lighten up
I m gonna throw a box of books and my beloved guitar
Into the back of my truck and try my luck in
California
I m gonna stay away from LA
I m staying far away from there
I m going north of san...
Je bois
Je bois pour oublier mes années d infortune
Et cette vie commune
Avec toi mais si seul
Je bois pour me donner l illusion que j existe
Puisque trop égoïste
Pour me péter la gueule
Et je lève mon verre à nos c?urs...
Et cette vie commune
Avec toi mais si seul
Je bois pour me donner l illusion que j existe
Puisque trop égoïste
Pour me péter la gueule
Et je lève mon verre à nos c?urs...
Au clair de mon ame
Au clair de mon âme
Au c?ur de mon c?ur
Je cherche la flamme
De notre bonheur
je sais que nos amours sont mortes
Mais je ne veux pas
Que le temps déporte
Tout de toi et moi
Au clair de...
Au c?ur de mon c?ur
Je cherche la flamme
De notre bonheur
je sais que nos amours sont mortes
Mais je ne veux pas
Que le temps déporte
Tout de toi et moi
Au clair de...
Organizized live
Like a kung fu maniac drunk on the blood of a thousand victims
My case in point is I don t have a system
No need to knock them down
What s that sound or uplift them, yeah
Well maybe in space no one can hear you scream
Now is...
My case in point is I don t have a system
No need to knock them down
What s that sound or uplift them, yeah
Well maybe in space no one can hear you scream
Now is...
Call a cab (Interlude)
[Case (Girl)]
Yo what s up?
(What s up?)
What cha doing?
(Chilling?)
Who over there?
(Why yo?)
I m saying cause I m asking you
Who over there?
(Just me and my friends we just chilling)
(Ya know what...
Yo what s up?
(What s up?)
What cha doing?
(Chilling?)
Who over there?
(Why yo?)
I m saying cause I m asking you
Who over there?
(Just me and my friends we just chilling)
(Ya know what...