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Linea 77 Ketchup Suicide

Yes, we play, you win and we loose. We play, you win and we loose. Be quite, be sure, be cool. Be quite, be sure, be cool and i will die in a ketchup suicide

Now here you are, liyng down on me, I burn too. Smile my divine, smoking a cigarette. Please, die with me. Talk to me for a second hit, For a second

Since that is so shoot me and drink my blood, I'll never understand what do you want from me, You hate me, confess, you smile watching me fall, Watching

Blow!!! I've never heard So many words and two lips moving so fast. It 's not my world, You need to escape and piss off from this world. Cry...and so

All i need, all i need... Ecstasy.... Coffee flavour and strawberry machine and my mysery... Burn me when i'm too cold, Kill me when i'm on top. You

oh whey oh) Spin the clubs cruise down the block All the Japanese with their yen The party boys call the Kremlin And the Chinese know (oh whey oh) They walk the line

Yes, we play, you win and we loose. We play, you win and we loose. Be quite, be sure, be cool. Be quite, be sure, be cool and i will die in a ketchup suicide