Tekster:
Hed P E Other

Nine hundred ninety-seven revolutions gone round the sun. The spirits leave as they come. Rude people, the meek, the young ones wait without fear. (So

Nobody move, nobody get hurt Somebody don't know, so that body got burnt You in the jungle baby, you gonna die Might as well get fucked, might as well

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK Yeah Fuck you PUSSY I don't give a fuck if it's in the back of the bus or up in the bed The back of your hed will get fed

Well it gets so hard to keep my hed up This time I just won't let up You talk too much I'm fed up I bust yo lip - can you get up I told you - I'd get

time to pay let them burn punish and erase me high time i suffer count all my addictions that surprise erection that dirty obsession my blood is on your

You want me to give a show Well i don't really want to You want me to impress Well I don't really need to And who the fuck are you Where the fuck did

To changin' tides I desire knowledge by nature Word to Aristotle My nature's not to hate ya So I try to put myself in the Chucks of the other man Peace

Up in the middle of Tokyo I hit Hydro Whenever I let my mind go It's like psycho, suicidal Baby love it when I cut it like an animal (one foot in!)

She says it's just not working out She means she's found someone else She says things are not the same She means she's found someone else She says