Bajinda Behind the Enemy Lines A Kind of the End Zipped Anger Remix by Alla Farmer

I'm always eighteen
D'you say it is'nt true
I'm full, I'm empty
Of course I need some new
You're onion, I'm pretty
What else can I do?
Last live show was shitty
The morning after was such a glue
The morning after
The morning after
The morning after
This is another kind of the end
You're so f*cking dead
And no one, nobody's sad
I'll turn off blue lights and will make myself calm
I feel a little scary when you staring at me machine gun
Your machine gun
Your machine gun
Your machine gun
You came in the moment
When nobody wanted you
And you don't understand what will happen tonight
I dream of dancin' on your face
I wanna stick your glasses in your mouth
You came in the moment
When nobody wanted you
And you don't understand what will happen tonight
I dream of dancin' on your face
I wanna stick your glasses in your mouth
The first and the second half of my pain
Were born with your body they are twins
I want by a kick to open the gates
Lets make a fire without trees
I don’t have enough space For collecting my dreams
‘Cause many of them are pure violence
All right!!!
I just wanna he-he
We're all just a weed
So gimme your soul
I want your soul
All right!!!
I just wanna he-he
We're all just a weed
So gimme your soul
I want your soul
You came in the moment
When nobody wanted you
And you don't understand what will happen tonight
I dream of dancin' on your face
I wanna stick your glasses in your mouth
You came in the moment
When nobody wanted you
And you don't understand what will happen tonight
I dream of dancin' on your face
I wanna stick your glasses in your mouth