Trying to give me a death kiss
They tried to give me a death kiss
Cause i am a jungle junkie
But i have forseen
Not that i like that
But it brought me here
A natural born trip
Far from being easy
Just ask me about it
To much people
pray to someone
who shoplifts
My sock is talking
A gift or a curse
Totally fucked up
Or really a chance
to break conventions
and rebuild society
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| Auteur: David de Vreer |  
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| Gecontroleerd door: Brenda | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 13 september 2015 | ||
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