Trouble is your fetish
You and I are wasting time
Aching in my belly, belly
Misery is chasing love
Spoiled milk and all you feel
Mistaken for something real
[?] me Woah
Schooling me
Until it started to smell
[?]
We were all born to die
[Reversed]
You and I are wasting time
Aching in my belly, belly
Misery is chasing love
Spoiled milk and all you feel
Mistaken for something real
[?] me Woah
Schooling me
Until it started to smell
[?]
We were all born to die
[Reversed]
( Louie Elser )
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