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• Artiste: Empty Trash
• Titre: Dirty Habits
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When it comes to late hours like these I think 'bout all the wrong I do, I do to you Still you treat me lake an, an angel heaven sent You're a victim of my, my dirty deeds Even though I know, how nerve-wrecking it must be for you Even though I know, how frustrating it must be for you I don't know what makes me think that I can get away I don't know what makes me think that I can get away 'Cause I do almost every time... I do As their hopes grow higher, higher and higher My rope round their necks squeezes, tight and tighter I treat them like they're the cutest thing I've crossed upon After all they'd only be, be has-beens Even though I know, how nerve-wrecking it must be for you Even though I know, how frustrating it must be for you I don't know what makes me think that I can get away I don't know what makes me think that I can get away 'Cause I do almost every time... I do I ignore you and it tares you Your eyes glare and your blood shoots up to your head It's dreadfully low of me to have had you so miss lead I know it ain't no good to do But I do it anyway I don't know what makes me think that I can get away I don't know what makes me think that I can get away I don't know what makes me think that I can get away 'Cause I do almost every time... I get away with it!