Tekst:
Blur End Of A Century

to be alone We wear the same clothes cos we feel the same And kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight End of a century Oh, it's nothing special Sex

to be alone We wear the same clothes cos we feel the same And kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight End of a century Oh, it's nothing special Sex

to be alone We wear the same clothes cos we feel the same And kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight End of a century Oh, it's nothing special Sex

want to be alone We wear the same clothes cos we feel the same And kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight End of a century Oh, it's nothing special

want to be alone We wear the same clothes cos we feel the same And kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight End of a century Oh, it's nothing special

want to be alone We wear the same clothes cos we feel the same And kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight End of a century Oh, it's nothing special

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Dead, before you come examine your set Where drama collects and women use special effects Where amateur stunts can make a nigga damage your fronts [Akil] Uh, the California Sunkist with a