Текст песни Psycho Choke - Freedom in A Bottle of Scotch

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Something is wrong with it all, fuck it I'm done \ Blown away with all the shit I'm feeling I'm down with it all fucking undone \ Torn away with all the shit I'm feeling like nympho on the run \ I'm smiling like a dead star on the sun I'm sounding like a death blow of a gun, I'm counting down the wealth, the dirt, the youth, the strength the yearn.. Let it be this way, let it be so.. Siblings of my lost breed face down in a hole Spinning back and forth lets make this work Siblings of my lost breed terrify the world Spinning back and forth let's make this work Holding back on time, I ain't giving a damn Messing with my mind all that I can Holding back on time, I ain't feeling alone Carving all my thoughts upon this stone Kick it Too late now I'm digging out my own grave To be saved - I'm leaning up against the Same mistakes I'm horny and I'm gruesome My scotch will surrogate my freedom Hale Bopp is coming right on time Hale Bopp is coming gonna fly Hale Bopp is coming never die Hale Bopp is coming we never thought of it Oi oi oi How many times have I let you down? How many times you didn't like the sound? How many times you've been broken Oi oi oi This is the time to get it over with This is the time to get another sin This is the time to remember Oi oi oi Off my fuckin space, ain't ever gonna get me Off my fuckin space, ain't ever gonna get me Off my fuckin space, ain't ever gonna get me

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