Андрей Тоцкий - Hot cannon | Текст песни

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I feel myself like a hot canon
But I may be just a felon
Spilling blood boiling venom
Inside your head
So you can drop dead
Or you can stay alive
And bring yourself to the threat
Of being empty inside
Like a plastic bag
That was thrown away
With a blank tag
Of being tied to the ground
By your own thoughts
And being bound by the sound
Of the 13 watts


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