I see your perfect body and your face
You think
Eleven, I guess she was eleven
This pretty girl next
Mevrouw Helmink uw maandverband zit fout
Foei Peter, wat ben je
You're always yelling on my head
Screaming things that I
Sun is shining on my head, but it's a rainy
He goes to countries like Brazil
To tell the people
Hey Mr. Politics!
How come you don't care of the homeless?
Hey
Kill your mommy, fuck your dog
I don't care, take
Sheena brought me to heaven
Pet Semetary brought me to
I've tried to find the words to tell
But how
Je komt ons overal tegen
In elke stad op alle wegen
We
Fred was on a party to have beer and some
I gotta do something that's what they say
Because time
Gotta ask, gotta ask, gotta ask ourselves; why do they
We call ourselves real civilized
but possession is our master
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