Luyện nghe bài hát Junkie Shuffle

Flashback!
Divided into

The tortures on a higher
up
A nightmare in fairytales
A youth went forth to what fear was

Ghost-driven collision
trick
Hands in holy
five
Rate and the alibis
I see you so you can't see me

High up on the
Full
and paranoid

From family tree
I can't say why but I don't it

Mirror made of broken
up
To look familiar or less
Full
Mimic frozen in the
I hide behind my ego

These thoughts to be
words to be heard
This fear to be
The to break

I got a mop and a
And a temple of
Can't the "What's left" slogan
On the of my shirt

(Who anyhow?)

I'm a fist-fucked-fairy
And a son of a
I brought a fork and a
To get rid of the

And dance with the

The memories

Neck and crop racked by
I hope I won't have to

day to kill the pain

The as if to explain
more
Panic at the
What goes up, must come

Forgot the keys to the
Where I coffered my
And so I to a landmine
To put on

(Who anyhow?)

is this ten-ton-trigger
At the
How the did I get here,
and how can I

I have a compass
And map
I am to nothing
So I where I'm at

In the bed in the
In the of this town
Like in a culture
I live on my own

Did you come for the
Did you for the show?
I am a puppet of
...who cares