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Comments: 0<br /><br />Hey, I´m awake what´s that scent in the air <br />Do I know this place from before <br />I wonder where all of my shoes dissapear <br />Just some traces of dirt on the floor <br />Does anyone here have some water to spare <br />Cause I woke with this terrible thirst <br />It´s the romantic notion of harshness to share <br />Before my testicles burst <br />Boy meet girl they fall in love <br />I watch the scene from up above <br />The angels are gone where angels go <br />Hell, I don´t know <br />If these angels are real could they follow me home <br />And reward me for putting my trust <br />In this bed as the mark of my journey to roam <br />Thru the nights of obedient lust <br />I am battered to pieces by vodka and sex <br />And a fondness for odious sin <br />I eep making phone-calls at night to my ex <br />And I wish for her scent on my skin <br />Boy meet girl they fall in love <br />I watch the scene from up above <br />The angels are gone where angels go <br />Hell, I don´t know
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Comments: 0<br /><br />Hey, I´m awake what´s that scent in the air <br />Do I know this place from before <br />I wonder where all of my shoes dissapear <br />Just some traces of dirt on the floor <br />Does anyone here have some water to spare <br />Cause I woke with this terrible thirst <br />It´s the romantic notion of harshness to share <br />Before my testicles burst <br />Boy meet girl they fall in love <br />I watch the scene from up above <br />The angels are gone where angels go <br />Hell, I don´t know <br />If these angels are real could they follow me home <br />And reward me for putting my trust <br />In this bed as the mark of my journey to roam <br />Thru the nights of obedient lust <br />I am battered to pieces by vodka and sex <br />And a fondness for odious sin <br />I eep making phone-calls at night to my ex <br />And I wish for her scent on my skin <br />Boy meet girl they fall in love <br />I watch the scene from up above <br />The angels are gone where angels go <br />Hell, I don´t know
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