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Tytuł: The Postman Always Shoots Twice

  • Wykonawca: MI6
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long days, just a twenty cents an hour raise
  data entry, while i'm staring at the walls
  i say, there really is no other way
  to make a million bucks at all
  i'll pawn my stereo, then drive to southern mexico
  and sell my kidney for a lousy grand
  like a lobotomy, i'll even try the lottery
  but nothing seems to go the way i planned
  so let's go
  on vacation to a place that's far away
  let's go
  my job is slowly driving me insane
  
  now some daze, i just sit here thinking what a waste
  and i've never felt like this before
  no space, and it's only feeding my disgrace
  i don't think i can take it anymore
  once there was a time, when i was too naive to mind
  cause i would listen to my boss and play along
  but top raman, mac & cheese, is not enough to carry me
  i need to find another second job
  i hear the voices, can it be
  a psycho analystic dream
  this situations so bizzare
  i have no clue on who you are
  i need release from all my pain
  it's so much fun to be insane
  i need to take it out on you
  when there's nothing i can do, to finally ease my mind