Gio Black Peter - Revolving door | Текст песни

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We spent summer raising the dead
washing your sheets breaking your bed
but i don't give a fuck about that
I let myself out through the back
the kids outside your window say
you sigh and moan and groan and wait
but you should be glad its too late
I'd rip through you like a paper plate
I could've been your boyfriend if we met 6 years ago
so i guess you got lucky
you don't know what'd be in store
I mastered sadomasochism
I've been here before
it's not my fault - I was born with a Revolving Door
I've never seen god but I've seen streets filled with dogs
I don't waste my time offering strangers comferting hugs
the apple fell from the tree it was rotten to the core
it's not my fault - I was born with a Revolving Door
and it goes...
Round and round bait the hook with the worm
in New York City pretty boys get burned!
Round and round everyone gets a turn
in New York City theres always a New Fuck!
I might have said I love you 6 seconds after we met
but words are pointless anyway they're easy to forget
I may not have much money but I know where to put it
it's not my fault - I was born with a Revolving Door
So where did you go after the show?
I go down under with the undertow.
Don't bother wasting my time with a call,
I'm happier on my way
You're stupid if you're still poor. Use your gun that's what it's for.
Show them through to the corridor and be happier on your way
Como un conejo x 3
Cojiendo lunes a lunes
move on to the next one x3
I'm happier on my way and it goes....

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