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|  | Текст (слова) песни: Napalm Death -  Thanks for Nothing
 Mitch harris
 
 Serve my head on a plate
 
 Pulp my heart with ill will
 
 I did trust you,
 
 Let to lust you, to be duped
 
 Thanks for fucking nothing !
 
 Serve my head on a plate
 
 Pulp my heart with ill will
 
 Sensed a mystique ? turn to spent air ?
 
 Killed it dead
 
 Thanks for fucking nothing
 
 Scap the dephts to salvage something
 
 Thanks for fucking nothing
 
 Drained my all, then drop the bombshell
 
 True, we were not joined ?
 
 Our evey feature spliced
 
 Though you rushed in and took a lead
 
 Three words spouted
 
 This contagion
 
 Crossed all divides
 
 Caused a shift in protective focus
 
 Three words flouted
 
 Unnntimely end, I shouldve clicked ?
 
 A sensory cut-out
 
 A spoiling of the harmony,
 
 Of which we were about
 
 I dont despise or demonise,
 
 But I just know your form
 
 Walk right out and move along,
 
 And teap before you look
 
 Thanks for fucking nothing !
 
 
    
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