i want the one i can't have, and it's driving me mad
här kommer låten jag citerat löjligt mycket det senaste.
den måste avnjutas med texten till förstås;
On the day that your mentality
Decides to try to catch up with your biology
Come round ...
cause I want the one I cant have
And its driving me mad
Its all over, all over, all over my face
On the day that your mentality
Catches up with your biology
I want the one I cant have
And its driving me mad
Its all over, all over, all over my face
A double bed
And a stalwart lover for sure
These are the riches of the poor
A double bed
And a stalwart lover for sure
These are the riches of the poor
And I want the one I cant have
And its driving me mad
Its all over, all over my face
A tough kid who sometimes swallows nails
Raised on prisoners aid
He killed a policeman when he was
Thirteen
And somehow that really impressed
Me
And its written all over my face
Oh, these are the riches of the poor
These are the riches of the poor
I want the one I cant have
And its driving me mad
Its written all over my face
On the day that your mentality
Catches up with your biology
And if you ever need self-validation
Just meet me in the alley by the
Railway station
Its all over my face
den måste avnjutas med texten till förstås;
On the day that your mentality
Decides to try to catch up with your biology
Come round ...
cause I want the one I cant have
And its driving me mad
Its all over, all over, all over my face
On the day that your mentality
Catches up with your biology
I want the one I cant have
And its driving me mad
Its all over, all over, all over my face
A double bed
And a stalwart lover for sure
These are the riches of the poor
A double bed
And a stalwart lover for sure
These are the riches of the poor
And I want the one I cant have
And its driving me mad
Its all over, all over my face
A tough kid who sometimes swallows nails
Raised on prisoners aid
He killed a policeman when he was
Thirteen
And somehow that really impressed
Me
And its written all over my face
Oh, these are the riches of the poor
These are the riches of the poor
I want the one I cant have
And its driving me mad
Its written all over my face
On the day that your mentality
Catches up with your biology
And if you ever need self-validation
Just meet me in the alley by the
Railway station
Its all over my face
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