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Текст и слова песни Comadre – Mess With The Best, Undress Like The Rest

If I could better myself, I swear I would,
I swear to god I'd fucking change myself
But the five billion hands of the world are pulling me down.
My veins are turning a dark blue,
I feel like dying, how about you?
Take the coins out from under your tongue
Unsew the pockets because I am holding on to nothing.
Drown, drown, I'd fucking drown without you.
If I said you were the only one
Who could pull me out of this one
Would you think it was fiction?

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