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  • Текст песни The Hidden Cameras - Lollipop

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    Тут находится текст песни The Hidden Cameras - Lollipop, а также перевод, видео и клип.

    In the name of callous talk
    This unborn age has reached its botch
    Lollipop, lollipop

    Mouth of salivating froth, thy stomach does as stomach wants,
    Contagious every single suck, the flavor takes it, takes its time

    Lollipop, lollipop

    Can't contain the nervousness that creeps into the loins of us
    Our fate conceived of block by block and word for word we walk the talk
    Hapless, every single one of us, we favor this in the ways that we waver

    Lollipop, lollipop

    Hazing is punch or be punched, we whimper what we have not fought
    The body bruised, our fingers fraught
    We want the lollipops to be our bread and bacon, in out blood and our bones
    Our brothers to be naked with, terrify, although our words will be vacant,
    In the name of talk and this godless creation

    Lollipop, lollipop

    Turning into sap
    The incredulous man
    Stumbles as he glances back
    The harrowing way

    Lollipop, lollipop, lollipop, lollipop

    Face concealed by camera watch with sweaty paws
    And a stomach knotted by thoughts of lollipops,
    Stick into a hot sticky mass in the pockets of the pants worn leaving the shop
    With a skip and a hop, what a bim what a bop
    What a bim what a bop what a bim, what a bop, bop pop

    Lollipop, lollipop, lollipop, lollipop

    He's taken in hand
    Led by his favorite band
    Mumbles as he dances
    In a crumbling gang

    Lollipop, lollipop, lollipop, lollipop

    Thunder shakes our nerves to pulp, we gather in a parking lot
    Our loot spread out, an even glop, our eyes welled up with tears of want
    In tandem every single one of us, in this hapless condition that we made ourselves
    In a sugar-rush, our bodies drop, oh our bodies drop
    When the rhythm stops, when the rhythm stops
    Oh when the rhythm stops, when the rhythm stops stop

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