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Loaded forecast on you
The pants are tight
You are ready to use
Searching for some trouble
Who’s gonna be the one
And try to feed your hunger
Empty eyes
Leading your own sorrow
None to get on
None to roll over this night honey
The lavatory is open
As you blocked his head away
Twenty-one is such a good number
Conversation lost it’s weight anyway
We are walking on a thin line
No you better stay away from this
And shut your mug
And read my lips
We are just kids
Do you talk to me
Pull the string
So I can be a doll
You won’t cover me up
Cause I’m the girl who kisses the dawn
Kiss the dawn
Kiss the dawn
Rebel mad and broken
Why do you throw your days away
Twenty-one was not a good number
Conversation lost it’s hate anyway
You are walking on a thin line
And you better avoid the risk
So shut your mug
And read my lips
We are just kids
Do you talk to me
Pull the string
So I can be your doll
You won’t cover me up
Cause I’m the girl who kisses the dawn
Don’t you talk to me
Pull the string
Don’t want to be your doll
You won’t cover me up
Because I’m the girl who eats the scrub
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