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Foreign Diplomats
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Mexico
Maybe we could talk about it Talk of all the shit that you bring Maybe we could talk it Talk of when you were watching colors They chaaaaaaanged I don't think I jumped it all It just seemed the right thing to do To watch him die in Mexico While the others kissed And the blood was flowing through their mooooouths But please try to hurry Cause it's getting dark And it's getting cold And everyone is dancing They turn and turn The sky is your head Your head is a creep Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You'll drown in the chances You'll eat with defeat / the feet You chaaaaanged The food, it is rotten And you, you are late You were watching the dancers So sweet and cheap You were taking peace from the haaaate … You cried for so long Maybe it's time to dance But pigs don't know no romance You tried to dance but you could not follow the speed You just stood there and screamed
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