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    Добавлена 1 сентября 2011 пользователем Iron Man

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    Текст песни Plastic
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    "Come count your trophies and stack 'em high
    Funny how reality can pass you by
    Little Girl wanna be as pretty as she can
    and she lives by whatever it takes
    The lights in her room are all dark
    and living doesn;t hurt if you haven't got a heart
    So why not, why not taste the pain?
    You've got nothing to lose and nobody to blame
    A hard shell for shame
    So come display your skills
    Cuz fuck lonely nights with empty bottles and pills
    At 50/50 fills per shot come take her for a spin
    And I hope you like your sin with skin
    Cuz you can count me - out
    It's all for plastic
    Walking in your sleep
    It's all for plastic
    And it's only skin deep
    It's all for plastic
    Here's to your health
    It's all for plastic
    So you can go and fuck yourself
    (No I hear what you're saying
    All that doesn't mean that much to me
    You know because you know everything mean everything...
    Fuck)
    Gasoline and broken glass
    Shakng in your coffin as the Hearses pass
    Are you afraid that nobody can hear your screams
    Because we're out we just don't care
    Pretty my pink, I can smell your stink
    Makes me sick
    And I don't give a damn what you think anymore
    back down against the floor
    It's all for vanity profanity and hells galore
    Liqioud candy whore - suck it up hold your breath
    Is it a taste of life or maybe just your death
    Better yet another chance to see right through
    Because it's who you fuck but who the fuck are you?
    Yeah who the fuck are you?
    You can count me out
    It's all for plastic
    Walking in your sleep
    It's all for plastic
    And it's only skin deep
    It's all for plastic
    Here's to your health
    It's all for plastic
    So you can go and fuck yourself
    So you can go and fuck yourself
    And it's all for shit
    (Stephen Richards)
    The american trademark
    Our symbol, is simple
    The bald eagle spread open wide
    Oh miss american pride, I despise
    The lack of respect between your thighs
    And all of the lies inside your eyes
    With the glazing look of plastic hate
    Close your faith for heaven sake
    And that's not how I want to see what's within you
    Get some more confidence
    And button up those pants of aimless and shamelessness
    You've got potential
    I'm hopefull eventually
    You'll find the right guy to take advantage of you
    (Girl: I think you might be completely in love with yourself)
    It's all plastic
    You can go and fuck yourself
    It's all plastic
    You can go and fuck yourself
    It's all plastic
    You can go and fuck yourself
    It's all plastic
    You can go and fuck yourself
    It's all plastic
    You can go and fuck yourself
    You can go and fuck yourself
    You can go and fuck yourself
    You can go and fuck yourself
    It's all plastic and it's all for nothing
    Plastic and it's all for nothing
    Plastic and it's all for nothing
    And it's all for shit"
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