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311 All through the scandel Of the small own scene I always handle You like to think my spirit is weak I thought you knew I thought you knew, it was gonna be this way I guess I thought that cuz I told you every day I know you're tryin' to suck my soul Oh Well I'm sick of the chinks and I'm sick of the bars I'm sick of the sea and blows to the stars I'm sad yea its getting me mad Hah, I'm tired of you pulling on me It makes you look foolish and you can't see That its weak just stand on your feet Get your arms off my shoulder And get a little older you Wait life's a creep it's a good life with me So take me But you cannot, cannot suck my soul, no Check it out Well the soulsuckers must be Suckin never can tell Well the soulsuckers must be Suckin never can tell The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin' The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin' The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin' But I promise you, I promise you I will not do what I want to anyway You're out of love Cuz the souls that you suck You're nothin so I say Make peace with me Cuz I'm sure that you'll see that its no big deal to me I wish you the best Move on and test without me Or someone like me Cuz you cannot suck my soul Oh Well you know the time YOu always are tryin' To flip your wings And make you not lyin Its love its always the same It's human dexterity too keep open eyes Its true it happened to you Its sad to be talkin While others do the walkin to the Promised Land The way that you creep Makes you look like a yeast So tell me But you cannot, cannot suck my soul NO, no Cuz the soulsuckers must be certain navagatin The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin Check it out The soulsuckers must be certain navagatin |
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