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You can't be bragging 'cause you said you made a load A fry ups worth of [?] when it came off the road You're nitty and you said you knocked out twenty-two But I knew that wasn't right 'cause I was watching you Who wants me? Don't talk about it Even after half three Don't talk about it Who wants me? Don't talk about it Even after half three Don't talk about it They got you in the warehouse with a nail gun And they all went through you slowly after snorting some But even in the clear of hindsight we We never touch the real feeling Just the empty discourse Who wants me? Don't talk about it Even after half three Don't talk about it Who wants me? Don't talk about it Letras de cancionesEven after half three Don't talk about it We never touch the real feeling Just the empty discourse We never touch the real feeling Just the empty discourse The petrol station meant that you got extra time And the drivers would appreciate the quiet smile The yellow and the red under a sheet of night As I smoked in time with the generator's eyes Who wants me? Don't talk about it Even after half three Don't talk about it Who wants me? Don't talk about it Even after half three Don't talk about it We never touch the real feeling Just the empty discourse We never touch the real feeling Just the empty discourse It's all dirt on public canvas Watch the kerb soak up this madness There's only one course: discourse There's only one course: discourse It's all dirt on public canvas Watch the kerb soak up this madness There's only one course: discourse There's only one course: discourse It's all dirt on public canvas Watch the kerb soak up this madness There's only one course: discourse There's only one course: discourse It's all dirt on public canvas Watch the kerb soak up this madness There's only one course: discourse There's only one course: discourse From Letras Mania