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Текстове на песни: Freak Kitchen. Scattered.

Waking up in pieces
On Monday noon
IA'm a burdon to myself
Gonna to crack real soon

My armour, my shield
The food for my greed
I thought I knew when it was time to quit
But only in my mind
Guess you donA't know your own kind

Guess I failed to walk along
My tactics were just wrong
Only in my mind
IA'll make it the next time
DonA't tell me the stories

Bring out the wine
Turn on your ecstasy, ecstasy
Bring out the wine
Bring out my enemy, my enemy

Thought I made mistakes
That I had a full view
If you had your doubts

IA'd beat the hell out of you

Your cheering smiles
Were hatred in disguise
You didnA't dare to pay the price
But it was only in my mind
Guess you donA't know your own kind

Guess I failed to walk along
My tactics were just wrong
Only in my mind
IA'll make it the next time
DonA't tell me the stories

Bring out the wine
Turn on your ecstasy, ecstasy
Bring out the wine
Bring out my enemy, my enemy