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• Artiste: Fat Dog
• Titre: Running
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I said wake me up, wake me up When the shooting starts I'm gonna pack my bag for the hill Watch it from afar I said wake me up, wake me up When the shooting starts I'm gonna pack my bag for the hill Watch it from afar 'Cause he's a bad, bad puta madre now He likes to see you go And he's got no bible on his chest He just has some snow Burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, let it burn Oh my god I was playing Lucy when I should've played God Looking to the left Should've been right Only Lucy gonna hold me tight I said, oh my god I was playing Lucy when I should've played God Looking to the left Should've been right Only Lucy gonna hold me tight I need a van taken overseas I need a brother on set looking dead at me I need a, I need a call to the holy ground And tell me what you want, what you really want, baby I heard the shots, come and cover me I run sixty-one miles from another me I need a, I need a call to the holy ground And tell me what you want, what you really want Said you can't wake me up, wake me up When the shooting starts I'm gonna pack my bag for the hill Watch it from afar I said wake me up, wake me up When the shooting starts I'm gonna pack my bag for the hill Watch it from afar 'Cause he's a bad, bad puta madre now He likes to see you go And he's got no bible on his chest He just has some snow Burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, burn, burn Burn, burn, let it burn Oh my god I was playing Lucy when I should've played God Looking to the left Should've been right Only Lucy gonna hold me tight I said, oh my god I was playing Lucy when I should've played God Looking to the left Should've been right Only Lucy gonna hold me tight I need a van taken overseas I need a brother on set looking dead at me I need a, I need a call to the holy ground And tell me what you want, what you really want, baby I swam a while in regretamine I took an ice bath with David Fettafin I need a, I need a call to the holy ground Tell me what you want, what you really want, baby I said blue back, baby, on the telephone I'm in the calling light now, baby Won't you leave me alone? I said blue back, baby, on the telephone I'm in the calling light now, baby Won't you leave me alone? And you answer my question "Is it only a bomb?" Well, you can be my bum, bum I'm in the twilight zone Bitch, I'm Running, running, running, running Running, running, running, running Running, running, running, running Running, running From the grey thoughts in my mind Bitch, I'm Running, running, running, running Running, running, running, running Running, running, running, running Running, running From the grey thoughts in my mind Don't blow me high I said blue back, baby, on the telephone I'm in the calling light now, baby Won't you leave me alone? Bitch, I'm Running, running, running, running Running, running, running, running Running, running, running, running Running, running From the grey thoughts in my mind Bitch, I'm Running, running, running, running Running, running, running, running Running, running, running, running Running, running From the grey thoughts in my mind Don't blow me high