Letras

You all want a show I'll give you all a fucking show Say, what do you mean? Mean what you do say Yeah Boo Undercover Tell me what you mean, I'm running out of machine guns (Woo) I'm not your lover Lie to me and I'll kill you slowly Are you sure you're telling me Something that can represent the truth? (Yeah) Are you sure you are telling me the truth? 'Cause it kinda seems like you're lyin' (Yeah) Look at me, what I can do I twist the truth, I lie to you Look at me while I smile at you I'm sorry if you're feelin' blue Well, I think it's disgusting I really want to fucking Chop your dick off or something And shove it down your throat, ha Tasmanian devil, got the voice of the devil Uuaagh Yeaaaaa Undercover Tell me what you mean, I'm running out of machine guns (Woo) I'm not your lover Lie to me and I'll kill you slowly Yeaaaaaa Undercover Ahhh Ahhh Don't fucking lie to my face
Writer(s): Sam Wellings, Chris Mora Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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