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Traduzione: Soft Cell. I Feel Love.
I'll leave you sightless Accumulate dividends, with my ball-point pen Vocabulary extraordinary, sometimes hard to comprehend Lenden is what I wear, devinare soft
volcanic eruption I'm a natural disaster, sound clasher Like stone love, illegal, broadcaster Just because I spit, other people want No comp, I don't walk, I
the water fuel cell I feel like putting a gat to my dome Cause they faggots and they liars like the Vatican throne I bring the life into a track like I
in this old town Hovering silence from you is a giveaway Squalor and smoke's not your style "I don't like this place" We better go Then I compare notes with your older sister I
double 0-3 I slowly walked up the steps and rung her back bell Talkin on my cell [Phantasm] I skated to the back, I see Black Knights and smell Fahrenheit
the loves of your life So that one day you can look back and say as I do: "I have suffered often, I was wrong sometimes... but I have loved"]
shit slide Caught a couple lies I chilled for real, I mean I called a couple guys Knew when you was fucking up, I saw it in your eyes Then I guess it
no danger there partner. Farmain: I love you hannah montana . [hannah waves] Jackson : Do you mind i am on the phone here. Alright. i've got a life to
(Soft Cell) Sometimes I feel I've got to Run away I've got to Get away From the pain that you drive into the heart of me The love we share Seems to
ft. thick so I stick stick and move cause karate is my course yeah I can break a brick in half and I can feel the force an targets I lock on like chuck
(Soft Cell) Sometimes I feel I've got to Run away I've got to Get away From the pain that you drive into the heart of me The love we share Seems
trying to see what cell I go through But yo fuck that hoe the shit could be soft, by me and you Big man calling the shots, I bet you be fleeing too If
aggy still ghastly You triple S nigga, soft sexy and sassy We crash, I break your cast, and yes, we get busy I'ma do my show, get my dough, and lick titties
you'll be my success to be loved to be loved oh what a feeling 100 rounds in the trunk niggas get wacked no sympathy for the soft niggas snitchin I
in this orange jumpsuit I'm goin' crazy as hell, live in a cell, sippin' cup of noodle soup I know they think a nigga's gone insane Because I stood at
