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| Do you pay for your crimes? Does the punishment fit or drag your style to zero You're nothing till the weekend If you think that you're the thrill Take a look at your life, you kneel before your heroes You're nothing till the weekend Could you care for the blind? Tell me all in all, they're just your kind of zeros Something for the weekend If you think that you can spell Make a list of the cunts you'd send to hell and send them Send them on the weekend Echo Echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow Echo Echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow Echo Echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow Echo Echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow Do you care for the blind? Tell me all in all, they're just your kind of zeros Something for the weekend If you think that you can spell Make a list of the cunts you'd send to hell and send them Send them on the weekend Echo Echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow Echo Echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow Echo Echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow Echo Echo, a kick in the head to kill the hollow Are you listening? No - In the narrowest sense Are you listening? I can hold you down by candlelight With indifference Let the comfort start I love you on your right side It happens Promises broken Reasons let go It happens Are you listening? I know it a sin but tell me it happens! I know it a sin but tell me it happens! Echo, Echo, Echo, Echo Echo, Echo, Echo Echo Echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow Echo Echo, I know it's a sin to kiss and swallow |
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