One fine day
Iīll settle down
When you bloody me
I ran aground
With my broken face
And fisticuff
Fuck the rest and
All their stuff
I - Donīt - Anymore
I - Donīt - Anymore
Just look and youīll
See me
Lying there
Lying there
Just look and youīll
See me
Lying there
Lying
Another way
A battle ground
A ready teller whore
Who makes no sound
Keep the money bitch
Keep the stuff
Fly around the world
And keep it up
I - Donīt - Anymore
I - Donīt - Anymore
Itīs killing time on the streets
All hate Sunday
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