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Red like a summer sun 

Unlike anybody
Her skin like porcelain
Freckles on her body
She's turning every head
In a twist reaction
Daytime turns to night
Ultra pale complexion

This girl is all the world was waiting for
All guys would die for her smile

She's so hot like ginger
She turns heads just like a movie star
She's so hot like ginger
So unique, brandnew and so bizzare
She's so hot like ginger
She's refined like powder chili spice
She's so hot like ginger
She will brighten up your boring life

Would you like to feel her breath
She's so glam and witty
Spotlights make her skin
Illuminating pretty
Different face and look
Cold light and action
Every step she takes
With prefection

This girl is all the world was waiting for
All guys would die for her smile

She's so hot...








I finally had to leave you 

It was all too much to handle
Felt like I was fading
Burning out just like a candle
What we needed
Was not where we were heading
None of us could get along with pretending
Even though now I embrace another
Deep inside you still take over

How could I ever forget you
Won't forget you, ever
How could I ever forget you
Won't forget you, never

So maybe now thoughts of me
Make you wish you never thought them
And if I took all the blame
Would this wandering be over
But I'm sure you know how much I owe you
Taught me how to live my life
The way I want to
Even though now I embrance another
Deep inside you still take over








Są wesołe konstytucje

Które mają jeden cel
Chcą oddalać rewolucje
Ale my to mamy gdzieś

Dokładnie tam...

Są przewrotne rezolucje
Które mają zgubną treść
Nigdy nikt ich nie przeczyta
Ale my to mamy gdzieś

Dokładnie tam...

Mam to gdzieś, gdzieś, gdzieś wszystko mam
Jest lebero kiedy nie jestem sam
Olewam, olewam, olewam
To co ty nazywasz muza, a ja nazywam chlam
Popatrz tam, w gazetach piorą brudy
Mnie to nie interere bo dla mnie to nudy
Redaktor mnie wkurza, ot i ot co
Takiego ziomka ja odpulam
Bo żadnego pożytku, a same są straty
Z tego co wypisuje na lamach swojej szmaty
Pokój dla tych. Dla którychł Dla kogoł
Tych którzy wiedzą co i jak i którą drogą