Текст (слова) песни: black label society - World Of Trouble
2...3...4...I Drank All My Fucken Brew and I Ain`t Gots No More....
Feeling so damn tired Running on desperate fumes For the end is Always near, now Empty handed It`s always soon Psychocise me Terrify me Jeopardizing all that`s mine Megolamize me Certify me On my knees until I cry
Lord only knows where I`ve gone Lord only knows where I`ve been
In a world of trouble again Worries Streaming `round the bend
Treat me like a dog, now Knowing I won`t turn Blind me like a slave, now Cast Down No concern
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