Amygdala - Punk has no room for closet misogynists | Текст песни

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• Punk has no room for closet misogynists

I stand here with my beer to my temple
And listen to you bitch and moan
About a false kind of love
I applaud your act with rolling eyes
Because I know all that matters to you
Is whats in between my thighs
Do you still sing with a broken heart
When you refer to us as toys
Right before your fucking set
The lovers, the dreamers and I
Have more passion in the songs we sing
Do You Still?

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