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INTERPRÉTATION
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ChrisUrbanowicz
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Russell Leetch
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Ed Lay
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PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
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Cenzo Townshend
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
I don't wanna be ignored, oh God
When I'm a gun in a fist fight
You're chewing with an open mouth, raw meat
Your blood drool attracts the flies
I give a little to you, I give a little to him
I give a little to her
I give a little to you, I give a little to him
I give a little to her
I don't wanna be left out or get fucked
But there's a talent in your lies
If you're chewing with an open mouth, raw meat
Your blood drool attracts the flies
I give a little to you, I give a little to him
I give a little to her
I give a little to you, I give a little to him
I give a little to her
A little bit for myself
Don't put a price on your health
I'll give a little to her
I'll give a little to you, I'll give a little to him
I'll give a little to her
Don't wait for the sun
Your story's been spun
These boys, they just wanna have fun
Your damage is done
I give a little to you, I give a little to him
I give a little to her
I give a little to you, I give a little to him
I give a little to her
A little bit for myself
Don't put a price on your health
I'll give a little to her
I'll give a little to you, I'll give a little to him
I'll give a little to her
I give a little to her
I give a little to her
I give a little to her
I give a little to her
Writer(s): Russell Leetch, Thomas Smith, Christopher Urbanowicz, Edward Lay
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