Rod Rental - Disabled | Текст песни

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• Rod Rental
• Disabled

Four walls, just one room.
Hope I will die soon.
Every afternoon I take my spoon
And eat that shit.
Disabled.

My life is full of goods.
Сhampagne in swimming pools.
For all of this, oh!... I sold my soul.
So do I need it?.. No.
Disabled.

What do you live for?
To be saint or whore?
How I'd like to buy my life in store.
A sight instead of boredom
And so on...
(2 times)

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