2 acessos
Hey there buddy, do you make a lot of money,
Wear the price tag out on your sleeve?
But don't give a fuck in your big black truck
But I noticed you were looking at me
Downtown-- run away from the house
'Cause the voices in your head start to scream and shout
I don't care, I don't care, I don't care
I got money -- who needs fear?
Well maybe you were looking down on me
And maybe I got something to say
Your skin is too thin...
Oh won't you please
Break down for me
Now the sun doesn't rise and set for you
Even though I know that you can probably believe it's true
Married to the firm I can hear the wedding bells
Drinking champagne all the while you're clocking sales
And on the inside you'll find no signs of life
No gets through, not even your wife
It's like a total eclipse, total eclipse, total eclipse
Oh, what you miss
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I'll tell you what -- I bleed when I'm cut
I got 29 stitches to prove
Now i'm not trying to bring you down
No, I just wanna make you move
On the outside my vibe is perfectly mellow
I can roll with the waves
I can slide like Jell-O
I don't care, I don't care, I don't care
I've got love, who needs fear?
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