Money is a nerve of war, love and theatre
And I'm convinced, fuck, it isn't funny
And you're asharned, when you talk about money
But it's your mask, I will pull out the true
I'm gonna humble you, I wanna strip you,
I wanna force you to...
Psychical strip-tease
You sau to me tolerance, it smells of falsehood
You drive a knife in my back, takin' bout botherhood
Now you're telling 'bout friendship, it is nasty and it's cheap
It is your mask, I will pull out the true
I'm gonna humble you, I wanna strip you
I wanna force you to...
Psychical strip-tease
Running with the devil
Dear blockhead, dear lovely muthafucker, I present you
Panorama of mu crotch, Are you indignant?
Don't be indignant, boy, my little sweet sucker
It is your mask, I will pull out the true
I'm gonna humble you, I wanna strip you
I wanna force you to...!
Psychical strip-tease
(x8)
Writer(s): Darek Popowicz, Maciej Starosta, Robert Friedrich, Tomasz Pukacki
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