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Lyrics
You say you don't love me But i don't really care about you Cause I'm a gun turret bad boy baby Runnin' high on the fumes It's like a chip of destruction Makes me cry out for more All the friends that I know of and the boys in the crew Oh oh oh ooh we're all the same in the core Can you feel it, inside We deliver, to ya mind We're a needle in your eye It's our way of life Stikk a needle in your eye I feel something growing It's on the tip of my tongue And I feel how it's coming now I have to scream out my lungs The poizon runnin' within us A never ending disease N' the fusion that binds us got a hold of me oh oh oh ooh From this I can't brake free
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