100 Monkeys - Sweet Face | Текст песни

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• 100 Monkeys
• Sweet Face

drink to your death, to your death, to your death, we'll all be impressed, and smoke till you die, till you die, I'll be there watching, And crash your fucking car, your fucking car, I hope the pavement stops your - And look, at this mess, at this mess, we're all so impressed, and what, did you think, did you think, tell me what were you thinking, and slip, from this world, from this world, you'll be sincerely missed, but not by me no not
by me, no not by, I don't mind being lonely, so drink to your death, to your death, to your death, we'll all be impressed, and smoke, till you die, till you die, I'll be there watching, And crash, your fucking car, your fucking car, I hope the pavement stops your

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