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and now we come to something completely different:

...alt aber geil!

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Klick
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Somethin' filled up
my heart with nothin',
someone told me not to cry.

But now that I'm older,
my heart's colder,
and I can see that it's a lie.

Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.

If the children don't grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We're just a million little gods causin' rain storms turnin' every good thing to
rust.

I guess we'll just have to adjust.

With my lightnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am goin' to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.

With my lightnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am goin’
With my lightnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am, go-go, where I am

You'd better look out below

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pls

cllllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiick
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mt

eye count bee leave it. 2day da 1st ******* o da month/win tear. nu yeah is now to weaks ol n eye still in da middle o nowr.

xxx

was für n toller Song!

how could he survive?