Don't Fuck My Mind
All I want and all I need
Everytimes is slowly bleed
In my head is fucking junk
And I always deadly drunk
I slowly run away from you
I've got another mates to do
I'm not the only what you find
I say you Hey, don't fuck my mind
Distribution is my job
After job I go to pub
In my head is fucking junk
And I always deadly drunk
I tired of this way of life
I don't allow my mind to die
I'm so scorned
Get ready for the next your day
The fate can turn us into slaves
Death so near
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