More Money - Waffle | Текст песни

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you are so cold
everytime you look at me
you make me freeze
like ice cream in a waffle

you are so thin
and i'm jealous of your
clothes to touch your skin
and everyday routine
you're wrapped in

i need some help
it must be a kind of spell
cause you're ringing like a bell
inside my head

and what am i supposed to do with that
and what am i supposed to do with that
and what am i supposed to do with that

maybe i should cut my wrists
and wait till i bleed to death

maybe i should start
taking heroine and meth

maybe i should hire as a nurse to see
how disgusting some people can be

i feel so bad

and i don't know whether to laugh or cry instead
and i don't know whether to laugh or cry instead
this is exactly the place where my dreams led

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