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Steal a car on a dare Dump it in the minow river You think we're Bonnie and Clyde But both of them fucking died I think you're mid july Smoke you in hot as a crack pipe I wanna love you but we just fun I know you kill me, and that's not right Pretend that you can hold a gun And I will pretend that you're the only one I never shot it into your night Just show me how to pick your locks On the street I see you walking ahead I take a picture of the back of your neck I won't do it to myself again I won't do it to myself again I see you bend down matching a grave But that's a very grave thing to say Out of place, out of take Maybe this is all a mistake So this devil in me is you This talk is a kind of glue A black mass, a sick stab Something that I didn't choose (Gracias a yos por esta letra) Aus Songtexte Mania