Imprimer - Paroles Mania

addiction, addiction
in a world of fiction
feel like an ancient tree
with cloudy field of vision
demoniac, demoniac
i made some wrong decisions
run across the fields
in any old direction
loss of faith, loss of faith
here and another place
tomorrow my day will come
tomorrow, maybe sooner
rag back, rag back
always pleasure seeking
no, I'm not bone-idol
have an artistic bend
queenbee, queenbee
queenbee, queenbee
the thorn in my side
ts your field of force
pistacio, pistacio
love eating it always
I will burst at the seams
but I want more and more
moving, moving
i haven't got a car
company, company
haven't got any friends
queenbee, queenbee
queenbee, queenbee
the thorn in my side
is your field of force
queenbee, queenbee
kick against the pricks
the thorn in my side
is your field of force

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