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Howl
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Misdemeanors
A boy's death find him Vacantly portrayed as a thief And he laughs his laugh He jokes on you And you consider him for release Drunk means hours of violence Twenty-four hours to kill A boy's loose cannon Waiting for disaster And he laughs his laugh The grinding teeth yelling: 'Faster, faster, can we go any faster?' Drunk means hours of violence ('ey!) Twenty-fours hours to kill (oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!) Up to something, good for nothing F*** the statues there And if your so-called friends 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Won't cage you in the end Your misdemeanors will
Up to something, good for nothing F*** the statues there And if your so-called friends Won't cage you in the end Your misdemeanors will
Oh yeah! Need it! Misdemeanors will! (Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!)
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