Текст, перевод и аккорды “You Make Me Die”
- Hello, sub pop Theres a feeling in the world That causes the rest Youre ambition and success Is what I detest Im trying to be true Im trying my best Im not seduced by your cheap love Or your patrons of mesh You make me die, now You make me die, now I heard all you got to say I heard in school About your soft soled sex And your sickly drool You only kept yourself Like all the rest You love your filthy god You think youre the best You make me die, now You make me die, now You make me die, die Tvs, baby Like money and ice Get you crawling on the floor Like sucking lice Thats all Ill say Before you take advice What someone would have told you child It aint very nice You make me die, now You make me die, now You make me die, die, die
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