Kills (The)

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I took it from the middle of a magazine Wrote it out on a blank sheet Signed my name and made the crease It may be my greatest piece I think, I think it's going to sell Promise me you'll never tell Trust me, it will be a breeze It's so easy to please Okay stop, okay stop, okay Okay stop, okay stop, okay stop Now, everything's going really good Since I left the neighborhood Broken window, no big deal Most people think that I'm for real I'm cool, I'm now, I've got the look I think it's time to do a book I read one that I really like It'll take some time to retype Okay stop, okay stop, okay Okay stop, okay stop, okay stop Okay stop, okay stop, okay Okay stop, okay stop, okay stop Songtexte So many parties to attend I look, but I can see no end I think, I think I got it sealed Everybody thinks that I'm for real Okay stop, okay stop, okay Okay stop, okay stop, okay stop Okay stop, okay stop, okay Okay stop, okay stop, okay stop Aus Songtexte Mania