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Текст (слова) песни: buck - True Confessions
Im so tired of your true confession; a girl like you should have
Learned her lesson / get around, get around, get around, get away from
Me / and I dont want to hear about your smash sensation; just another
Figment of your imagination / fool around, fool around, youre the
Biggest fool I see
You stab me in the back with your pack of lies, lame excuses, alibis
Last weeks trash is yesterdays news; talk is cheap and so are you
Youre a fake, youre a fake; on the make, your true confessions
You act like you invented sex and everything else in
Your bag of tricks but youre just another whore in sheeps clothing,
Full of hot air and self-loathing
Youre a fake...
So go find yourself another little confidante; tell her tall tales about
A girl and her bon vivant / buzz around, buzz around, buzz off you busy bee
Youre a fake, youre a fake, on the make, your true confessions
Youre a fake, what a fake, my mistake, your true confessions
What makes you think that I care?
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