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• Artiste: Fake Problems
• Titre: 5678
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Five, six, seven, eight God is good but I am great I am delusional, I am rock and roll And you're not gonna take it from me, no Ain't there something left to do around this town The collective shared thought is that it's all been done And we're not gonna do it again Let's do it again Don't let them in They cannot be trusted They've got bullets in their pockets And blood pouring from eye sockets Don't let them in They are holy ghosts And they're not gonna be happy til everybody's clapping along This place was supposed to be miraculous But my water never turned to wine I got a really funny feeling that I'm going to hell If I don't make it to heaven on time And I stare at my reflection I watch my chest just rise and fall You know sometimes I wish that it did not ever Come back up at all Don't let them in They cannot be trusted They've got bullets in their pockets And blood pouring from eye sockets Don't let them in They are holy ghosts And they're not gonna be happy til everybody's clapping along Five, six, seven, eight We can bend you til you break Don't let them in They cannot be trusted They've got bullets in their pockets And blood pouring from eye sockets Don't let them in They are holy ghosts And they're not gonna be happy til everybody's clapping Don't let them in They cannot be trusted They've got bullets in their pockets And blood pouring from eye sockets Don't let them in They are holy ghosts And they're not gonna be happy til everybody's clapping along