mess. - Hurricane Minus | Текст песни

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Lift me up like a hurricane
Spend my money I will be in jail
Hold me tight, I will be all right
Go away, I’ll be ok

We are on the roads to different dead ends
But we share same addictions
We are on the roads to different dead ends
But we share same addictions
We are on the roads

Please call me your domestic pet
I will lick your long, long legs
I don’t see if anyone comes my way
You don’t see if anyone hits my head

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