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ترانه و شعر با صدای Pretty Sick
I-I can't stop you from kicking me when I'm down A-a-a-all I can do now is control how I handle myself It-it's not my fault 'cause I've been nothing but kind But everyone's so afraid of me 'cause I got angels in my mind
Anarchy (anarchy, yeah) They tell me it would be anarchy (anarchy, yeah) They tell me it would be anarchy (anarchy, yeah) They tell me it would be They tell me it would be
They tell me it would be anarchy (fuck the police) They tell me it would be anarchy (and the government too, bitch) They tell me it would be Yeah, yeah, yeah They tell me it would be They tell me it would be Oh, tell me it would be
And if I said I wish we could still be friends Would you think I'm corny like the rest of these talentless idiots? Or would you still think of me as an artist In spite of my innocence? You tell me my optimism is ridiculous
Anarchy (anarchy, yeah) They tell me it would be anarchy (anarchy, yeah) They tell me it would be anarchy (anarchy, yeah) They tell me it would be They tell me it would be
They tell me it would be anarchy (fuck the police) They tell me it would be anarchy (and the government too, bitch) They tell me it would be Yeah, yeah, yeah They tell me it would be They tell me it would be Oh, tell me it would be
A-a-apathy They tell me I should be apathy They tell me I should be, yeah They tell me I should be They tell me I should be They tell me I should be apathy They tell me I should be apathy They tell me I should be, yeah They tell me I should be Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Apathy I got angels in my mind And it kills me all the time They won't be quiet Apathy I got angels in my mind Yeah, it kills me all the time They won't be quiet
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