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• Artiste: Stricken City
• Titre: Don't Spit At Her Face
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I'm sick I'm sick of those eyes You know they don't look right I'm sick of that smile It don't sit right And all the while You went and spilt my drink When we went out tonight All I could hear you think was Who's this girl That I'm here sat with She's got no money oh shit What are we gonna do with that Don't spit at my face Cried a lot Consider how it is this way I'll get a job So go a moment to work (?) man Selling champagne There's more money that way What's it like when you watch your life But your lips can't buy What your notes can buy This girl That your here sat with She's got no money oh shit What are we gonna do with that Don't spit at her face Don't try to lick the black tears from her face She cries a lot Consider how it is her way It's just her job It's just her job It's just her job It's just her job How incredibly... How incredibly... How incredibly mean How incredibly mean How incredibly mean How incredibly mean How sad it feels How sad it feels