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• Artiste: Minus
• Titre: Half-Mile
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did you expect to get a piece of changefollow a little close to me'cause dangerous lies won't tell you a story if you would carry a leather stringin your pocket is botheringmy conscience is slowly seeping thru my brainbut close who you want to lovedon't turst in me just leave as you willcleanse your power cleanse my leash.i beg to differ your ways to stay sane complain about your stupid father,screech your voice and lose the choice to move freely by the book when myeyes glare red.release me i'm so far away from heaven i need you near,but breathe red and murky air, i don't think i want to swear caus'.you're not your mother's child.i beg to differ your ways to stay sane complain about your stupid father,screech your voice and lose the choice to move freely by the book when myeyes glare red.it hit youwere delivering beat downsyou must be kidding mei'd jump all over youbleeding from your face onto the microphonei know what i know cause the strain let loose a long time ago.don't understand what you said, so foreign. make me hate you when you talkthat way. disbeleiver has to deliver you, break it down untilit's resin. close my eyes and clench my senses.i beg to differ your ways to stay sane complain about your stupid father,screech your voice and lose the choice to move freely by the book when myeyes glare red.