Текст (слова) песни: The Sheila Divine - Dramatica
i`d say it to the mayor tell it to the papers if you gave me a match i`d torch the place i`d do it as a favor you can bet that i would savor i`m just talking trash as i destroy the place friendship built you up but i will tear you down for all that i`ve become that past still hangs around it`s hard enough to bear what seems so unfair that a moment went and changed you
the clouds never part there the sun never rises it is dark all the time i mean no surprises i`d say it to the mayor tell it to the paper if you give me a match i`ll burn the place
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