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• Artiste: Cribs (The)
• Titre: Jaded Youth
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You knew what to make But I’d listen to you’d say Just like money in my wallet I got bruises on my knees Without your mad thoughts The point Was lost Our jaded youth To talk these words that they So say you reach down at the end of my sleeve The bird curse the days I’ve got her It’s playing on my mind If I went back to school Would I feel peal? I’ll go Like the time that you were told The young people fucked you hoe Die in hell and fuckin’ basher I’ve got nowhere to go Since a long long time ago Since I was looking for a piece of the action You’d be the one to make I never looked to a word you said Just like money in my wallet I got bruises on my knees Without your mad thoughts The point Was lost Our jaded youth Like the time that you were told The young people fucked you hoe Die in hell and fuckin’ basher I’ve got nowhere to go Since a long long time ago Since I was looking for a piece of the action Our jaded youth, yea And I need time Or a tunnel walk these words A sick song heard at the lost and found, yea You would love them hard Like the time that you were told The young people fucked you hoe Die in hell and fuckin’ basher I’ve got nowhere to go Since a long long time ago Since I was looking for a piece of the action Our jaded youth, fuckin’ whore The truth, yeah