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System Of A Down Needles

me... I'm just sitting in my room with a needle in my hand waiting for the tomb of some old dying man sitting in my room with a needle in my hand

Prijevod: System of a Down. Igle.

me... I'm just sitting in my room with a needle in my hand waiting for the tomb of some old dying man sitting in my room with a needle in my hand

me... I'm just sitting in my room with a needle in my hand waiting for the tomb of some old dying man sitting in my room with a needle in my hand

you, starin' you down with a gremlin grin I'm Eminem, you're a fag in a women's gym I'm Slim, the Shady is really a fake alias To save me with in case

[verse 1] The Black falling down, its goin down No subject matter, I dont hear it goin around Minds over matter , they don't mind cause We dont matter

' Haven't you heard big things come in small packages I prefer the orange ones with the black OC Take two and you cannot move from outcha seat Some people melt 'em down in a needle

t you heard big things come in small packages I prefer the orange's with the black O-C Take to where you can, I move about you see Some people mellow down in a needle

't believe some of the things he sees Anger's a gift and I won't be kept down In poverty there is no democracy Used needle and a crack vile A broken bottle and a