The Bad Luck 13 Riot Extravaganza - Thirteen | Текст песни

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• The Bad Luck 13 Riot Extravaganza
• Thirteen

Kings of the underground, hardest of the hardcore.
Bottles flyin' all around, bats are on the dance floor

Flames of hell surround me, blood is dripping down my face

The realife psychopaths, Bad luck will destroy this place.

...Like pussies you run.
3 minutes, that's all, our set is done.

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