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Teksty: Sun Eats Hours. Will. Idiosyncrasy.


Please take a look
Shut your hearth
And keep off about it

You always based your thoughts
On what you felt after
It happened, yeah

You made fun of others' lives
You fucked all their minds
You played hard games
Never knowing where they flowed

Now I want you to listen
To all that I want to say
You sucked my dick so long

Rit.
That I realized you did it
Only thinking of your own interest,
You never had the courage
To imagine how the others felt
Your attentions and words

Like you were a queen
We fell under your rule
But now your idiosyncrasy
Has made you blind