MarX - A minor | Текст песни

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I've been hanging 'round for days
Tied by the telephone cord
It's not like we've nothing to say
It's just the fact that we're at war

A minor...

Why don't you call me, bitch?
Pick up the phone, bitch!

Fifteen million people hate me
Cuz I've occupied the line
Would they do me or date me
Or kill themselves at my decline?

*I've called you a thousand times but you still don't want to talk to me so why don't you just fuck off? I've called you a million times already, now it's your turn, so....*

Why don't you call me, bitch?
Pick up the phone, bitch!

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