Passengers
Passengers - Circus songtekst
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Sick of begging Sick of trying to please Sick of the struggle Sick of your fake id If I ever feel your scent again You're one fist too close If I ever see your shadow again You're going down the hard way They call me the comedy clown They feed me waste in the gutter They call me the comedy clown I am waste in the gutter Sick of begging Sick of trying to please Sick of the struggle Sick of your fake id If I ever see you again I'll be close to my grave If I ever lie to you again I'll be dirt
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Taal: Engels
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- Land: Verenigd Koninkrijk
Deze songtekst wordt hier getoond met toestemming van de Federatie van Muziekauteurs en Uitgevers (Femu).