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Holy Bouncer
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Time of the Wicked Minds
Don't look under your bed, boogeyman's coming Just close your eyes and sleep I hope you've been good this year, or you will not have gifts I keep away from all, them crooked vultures Don't make a fool out of myself, call me reckless
Father, you should have teached me how to be a son Mother, you used to think that what I did was wrong Who cared, I spent most of the time inside my head
To be or not to be, that is the question Shakespeare was right on this, but who I am to affirm it? And that's what tortures me The only thing I know, is that, I don't know nothing That's what I listen to, but you filled my ears of bullshit Turn the radio on and sit
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com So you should marry with the dancing queen of class, Wear ties and wake up early mornings Drive your car and spin it 'round I 'wanna see you kneeling every Sunday Bed to your children and read them a story Who are you?, A better man?
Are you blind? Or simply deaf? Are you blind? Or simply deaf? Are you blind? Or simply deaf? Are you blind?
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