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Dreaming of the place Bring myself away Like in Barking days Scared my face away No one to complain Baby, what's the grade? I'm riding switch, I can't escape Future back into the gate I bust it up on Ilford Lane A pleasure flip up to my grade I'm riding switch, I can't escape Future back into the gate I bust it up on Ilford Lane My feelings never had no ethics My feelings never have been ethical My feelings never had no ethics (Always feeling) My feelings never have been ethical My feelings never had no ethics My feelings never have been ethical My feelings never had no ethics My feelings never have been ethical Dreaming of the place SongtexteBring myself away Like in Barking days I'm riding switch, I can't escape I bust it up on Ilford Lane A pleasure flip up to my grade My feelings never had no ethics My feelings never have been ethical My feelings never had no ethics (Always feeling) My feelings never have been ethical My feelings never had no ethics My feelings never have been ethical My feelings never had no ethics My feelings never have been ethical (Always feeling) My feelings never had no ethics My feelings never have been ethical My feelings never had no ethics My feelings never have been ethical My feelings never had no ethics (Always feeling) My feelings never have been ethical My feelings never had no ethics My feelings never have been ethical Aus Songtexte Mania