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Текст (слова) песни: Freak Kitchen - Broken Food



Are you going to say "hi" to me?
What a waste of sympathy
IВґm stuck in my stupid misery
A self-centered son of a bitch...

You know, I used to wake up in a good mood most everyday
Now it shifts from grey to grey
IВґm an arm short, but thatВґs ok
My head seems to be the problem

You canВґt bring me down; IВґm already there
ThereВґs nothing you can say; I no longer care
IВґm sorry, but you canВґt harm me with that attitude
I was raised on broken food...

Is there anything I can do for you?
Ease your conscience for a minute or two?
You can try Вґtil your face turns blue
With this self-centered son of a bitch

You canВґt bring me down; IВґm already there
ThereВґs nothing you can say; I no longer care
IВґm sorry, but you canВґt harm me with that attitude
IВґve been raised on broken food

Are you going to say "hi" to me?
You know IВґd really like that
What I say and what I think might not be the same, you see...
I would really, really like that

 

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