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You wanna try the kind of life I'm leadind
You wanna taste the druds I'm feeding on
Just in order to understand the feeling
To see exactly where those adictions are comming from
You wonder why I'm always smoking
Even though I realy hate the smell
And why whenever someone's talking
My mean remarks come out so well
If you want then come around here
Cross the buisy street without any fear
Look around and do the same
Play along, just learn the game
Scream along when they scream and shout
Laugh along though there's nothing to laugh about
Some people don't care if they live tomorrow
But still they wish someone will like their poems
You see, a man like you who knows no sorrow
Must have more than a notebook to call him home
Now ask me where I find my muse
Say again you wish you were like me
Ask for a glimps at what I use
To guess your pain so beutifuly
You want to feel what you never had
Judge the shell and never come inside
Play along and scream along
Realize that you're alone
You're a prisioner, not a scout
And you cry just 'cause theres nothing to laugh about |
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שואה זה מדבק?
יאשה מנסה להבין
הומור שחור. |
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המציאות הנו מקרי בהחלט. אין צוות האתר ו/או
הנהלת האתר אחראים לנזק, אבדן, אי נוחות, עגמת
נפש וכיו''ב תוצאות, ישירות או עקיפות, שייגרמו
לך או לכל צד שלישי בשל מסרים שיפורסמו
ביצירות, שהנם באחריות היוצר בלבד.