You can create
A fake world for you, if you want
But i really donât like the taste
That you put in my mouth, every morning
A fake world for you, if you want
But i really donât like the taste
That you put in my mouth, every morning
No bloodstains in the end
They disappear in the rain
The moist days
Make the worms become a pasta
If itâs true, i donât want to be like you
Like someone that never did what he could
If itâs true, i donât want to be like you
All i want to do is taking a rideâ¦
(on) delicious street
Now i split my mind on three
Trying to fit them all in me, again
Cuzâ i need you and you
If itâs true, i donât want to be like you
Like someone that never did what he could
Never cared about a damn thing
Never cared about anything
All he wants to do is taking a rideâ¦
(on) delicious street
Now i split my mind on three
Trying to fit them all in me, again
Cuzâ i need you and you
Buy another ego
Sell another ego
Changes of ego to feel complete.
(on) delicious street
Now i split my mind on three
Trying to fit them all in me, again
Cuzâ i need you and you⦠and you
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