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Текст песни Freak Kitchen - Broken Food

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Are you going to say "hi" to me?What a waste of sympathyIВґm stuck in my stupid miseryA self-centered son of a bitch...You know, I used to wake up in a good mood most everydayNow it shifts from grey to greyIВґm an arm short, but thatВґs okMy head seems to be the problemYou canВґt bring me down; IВґm already thereThereВґs nothing you can say; I no longer careIВґm sorry, but you canВґt harm me with that attitudeI was raised on broken food...Is there anything I can do for you?Ease your conscience for a minute or two? You can try Вґtil your face turns blueWith this self-centered son of a bitchYou canВґt bring me down; IВґm already thereThereВґs nothing you can say; I no longer careIВґm sorry, but you canВґt harm me with that attitudeIВґve been raised on broken foodAre you going to say "hi" to me?You know IВґd really like thatWhat I say and what I think might not be the same, you see...I would really, really like that

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