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No. 11
作词:Carrilho Sascha, Clauss Ron, Duessler Bjoern, Eckebrecht Benjamin
So we got this far and you're still wonderin' Why we do shit in our own kinda way (Why? Why?)
First round knock out, get da fuck out Why can't ya understand the way we're actin' all day? (Die, die)
Call us strange, give us strait jackets 10 ton chains won't keep us away from what we believe so leave Suspension on our playground is what you get And our rage is what you will receive
Twinkle, twinkle lil' star, oh, I wonder where you are You can't tell me nothing but I can tell you anything I can tell you everything (But you never get it)
But you never get it But you never get it But you never get it 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 But you never get it
Yeah, what's your problem? Tell me buddy Does it feel good to get fucked by everybody? No doe for da brain ticket, it's so dumb, my friend Come again, Mr.Wicked
Second round knock out, stay da fuck out You won't understand da way we're actin' all day (You never get it) All this bullshit makes me sick, to all ya punks, suck my dick (You never get it)
Twinkle, twinkle, little girl, a black stain in ya intact world All ya envy cannot reach and all this bullshit cannot teach me Cannot teach me
Twinkle, twinkle, little girl a black stain in your intact world All ya envious thoughts can never teach me
No. 11
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