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Not Gonna Cry

I know it's not supposed to be easy
Pouring out the bottled up feelings
But I didn’t think it would be this hard
Walking to school with a broken heart
And the jacket around my waist feels stupid
I don't know why the hell we do this
Saying I'm sorry like I’m the one
Who's picking us apart for fun
Why am I feeling like this?
Why am I feeling like shit?
Why am I all in pieces?
I don't even need this, oh-oh
Why am I on the bedroom floor?
 
With paranoia and painkillers
Washing away all these feelings
But I know, I know, I know
I'm not gonna cry for you
Choking all these thoughts I'm thinking
You're a cigarette and I'm quitting
But I know, I know, I know
I'm not gonna cry for you
I’m not gonna cry for you
 
You smell of cigarette and perfume
No one fucks me up like you do
And maybe you thought I would play along
I'd rather be dancing on my own
Do you really think that I’m stupid?
Of course I heard all the rumors
But all of the grenades you threw
They just made me bulletproof
I'm done with feeling like this
Done with feeling like shit
Done with being in pieces
I don’t even need this, oh-oh
I'm done with laying on the floor
 
With paranoia and painkillers
Washing away all these feelings
But I know, I know, I know
I'm not gonna cry for you
Choking all these thoughts I'm thinking
You’re a cigarette and I'm quitting
But I know, I know, I know
I'm not gonna cry for you
I'm not gonna cry for you
I'm not gonna cry for you
I'm not gonna cry for you
 

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To memories that are gone for now.
To moments always fleeting.
To feeling that can't be re-had.
To thoughts that make you mad or sad.
 
I share this.
This one secret.
Ashes to ash, and fuck them all.
 
I wonder who was it.
That kept them.
Asunder.
 
Was it her or him on a whim?
Was is they or it?
 
Behind all of this shit, and so
we're moving on.
This mystery is not to solve.
Does it matter now.
If everythings,
if all of it,
is said and done would you want to know,
dare to figure out.
 
Keep chasing the truth.
Even if it were you all along.
 
I wonder who was it.
That kept them.
Asunder.
 
Was it her or him on a whim?
Was is they or it?
 
Behind all of this shit, and so
was I left behind or did I just go blind.
Couldn't see the truth.
Couldn't see that it was you wanted so bad,
trusted you were all I had and in it's place.
 
You're the one who stole my face.
You're the one who stole my face.
You're the one who wears my face.
 
I wonder who was it.
That kept them.
Asunder.
 
Was it her or him on a whim?
Was is they or it?
 
Behind all of this shit, and so...
 

Money On My Mind

[Chorus]
Stand up, put it in drive
Lay across the hood in my hella fly ride
I'm a Cali cat, with my hat to the side
Snapback low, money on my mind
Stand up, put it in drive
Lay across the hood in my hella fly ride
I'm a Cali cat, with my hat to the side
Snapback low, money on my mind
Snapback low, money on my mind
Snapback low, money on my mind
Money on my mind, money on my mind
 
[Verse 1]
I make about a million-zillion fuckin' bucks
Pussy on speed dial, pussy on trucks
Got more swagger then a squirrel got nuts
I don't think your really know
I'm a beast when I bust, and I mean that
I'm dangerous, I'm a heart attack
I'm a menace to the hoes, where the party at?
Hot potato, take the kush, smoke the whole bush
Please wait in line for this dick, ladies, don't push
Kids gonna get it, I'm a king, don't forget it
Money money ain't a thing, got a diamond on my ring
Got a mansion on my neck, I'm a euro check the S-I
 
[Chorus]
Stand up, put it in drive
Lay across the hood in my hella fly ride
I'm a Cali cat, with my hat to the side
Snapback low, money on my mind
Stand up, put it in drive
Lay across the hood in my hella fly ride
I'm a Cali cat, with my hat to the side
Snapback low, money on my mind
Snapback low, money on my mind
Snapback low, money on my mind
Money on my mind, money on my mind
 
[Verse 2]
Dangerous, dangerous, I'm danger
Hulk smash fast, perfect like stranger
Red light flash when I start feeling anger
Suckas better dash, cause I hunt like a ranger
What you think, I ain't a home run hitter?
Puff puff pass, its the one hitter quitter
Quitterman hashtag mo' smoke, quote giving no joke
When I'm on a roll, smarter then a honor role
Take notes, its the kid inside the candy store
Make no mistake, I'mma show you what that fanny fo'
Lace you up quick, like a face in a panty dro'
 
[Chorus]
Stand up, put it in drive
Lay across the hood in my hella fly ride
I'm a Cali cat, with my hat to the side
Snapback low, money on my mind
Stand up, put it in drive
Lay across the hood in my hella fly ride
I'm a Cali cat, with my hat to the side
Snapback low, money on my mind
Snapback low, money on my mind
Snapback low, money on my mind
Money on my mind, money on my mind
 

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10 kleine Nazischweine prügeln heftig rein
1 Molli kam geflogen, da warens nur noch 9

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1 Zwillenschütze war gut drauf, da warens nur noch 8

8 kleine Nazischweine robbten durch die Rüben
Sie robbten auf ne Weltkriegsmine, übrig blieben 7

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Der eine wollte Führer sein, da warens nur noch 6

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Die wurden etwas ärgerlich, da warens nur noch 4

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1 Weidmann hielt sie für nen Hirsch, da warens nur noch zwei

2 kleine Nazischweine stürmten in ein Flüchtlingsheim
Doch zwei, das sind zu wenige, und einer blieb allein

Das letzte kleine Nazischwein rief laut Die Welt ist schlecht
Bewirbt sich um nen Studienplatz
und liest jetzt fleißig Brecht

Ihr Nazischweine höret die Moral von der Geschicht:
Paßt auf, sonst wirds Euch auch so gehn,
denn Schwein sein lohnt sich nicht!