There's no need to love you this way
You're beautiful, but a bit hypocry, a bit fashion
And you're after some great recklessness
There's someone here, take out rattle
How many rides will he give you on those roads
For one, that ancestor of yours, is a three-generation rake
Just look at the tyrant's shoes and try to understant a bit
There are those who wear them inside out, who cry, who don't understand
For one, that ancestor of yours, is a three-generation rake
Just look at the tyrant's shoes and try to understant a bit
There are those who wear them inside out, who cry, who don't understand
There's no need to love you this way
You're beautiful, but a bit hypocry, a bit fashion
And you're after some great recklessness
There's someone here, take out rattle
How many rides will he give you on those roads
For one, that ancestor of yours, is a three-generation rake
Just look at the tyrant's shoes and try to understant a bit
There are those who wear them inside out, who cry, who don't understand
For one, that ancestor of yours, is a three-generation rake
Just look at the tyrant's shoes and try to understant a bit
There are those who wear them inside out, who cry, who don't understand
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