Letra Ball tongue de Korn

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There you are alone
With no hope of ever having something to be proud of
Something earned without begging
Yes, I know you're a person. a person close to me
Who do you think you are?
What more do you want from me?

Ball Tongue
You got the dykes off, I think they'll mind me
Ball Tongue
The rag I'm on, we are justified
Ball Tongue
Congrats you just fucked up my make-up and shit
Ball Tongue
What have you done for me?

Why are you at home buried in your own self-pity?
Why do you insist on living the life lockren out of me?
Yes, I know you're the person, the person that took time with me
Does it give you the right to expect your life revolves around me?

Ball Tongue
You have come to take from your buddy
Ball Tongue
You have never been so funky
Ball Tongue
The haggle got sick of me
Ball Tongue
Ahh, the dick is fine for the day
Ball Tongue
Your brother took it from me
Ball Tongue
Unidentified enemy
Ball Tongue
Come fucking back to save us and gave up
Ball Tongue
They've come to deliver me

You were my problem, where does our friendship end?
I'm not going to give in
You were my problem, where does our friendship end?
I'm not going to give in

How can you fuckin doubt me, but not again...

Ball Tongue
They've driven right by my friends
Ball Tongue
They've taken the take above me
Ball Tongue
You're a psycho monkey
Ball Tongue
They've come to enslave me
Ball Tongue
They've jacken themselves onto me
Ball Tongue
Your fuckin gangster signs
Ball Tongue
They've come not to save them, but they take
Ball Tongue
Fuckin death to fuckin me

You're psychobot
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Ball Tongue
Become died at the technodrom
Ball Tongue
You're right, he's dead, tear gas dropped, but who was it?
Ball Tongue
It doesn't of the rhythm of the damn monger
Ball Tongue
Can I die? Can I die?
Ball Tongue
And then, the man kept kickin me
Ball Tongue
He gets him on, they're cool
Ball Tongue
He wasn't dead, and then they knocked him on the head
Ball Tongue
No more, he's rid of you. You're a Dyke