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War From A Harlots Mouth Transmetropolitan

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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan.
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to the grey of the streets We fight ourselves though the masses This city shall die with us For a better life, a better tomorrow (Thanks to D-Man

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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. And In The Right To Make Mistakes We Are Loose And Start Again. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. És a jogot, hogy hibák We Are laza és kezdje újra.
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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Heeey Let's Start A Band. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Heeey Kezdjük egy sáv.
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pullin' a knife at a Gunfight I stick to my guns And to my artillery You are the boy who lacks Creativity But you still try hard to be A motherfuckin

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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. If You Want To Blame Us For Something Wrong Please Abuse This Song. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Ha szeretne a hibás velünk valami rossz Kérjük Visszaélés Ez a dal.
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Too Many Set Phrases Too Many Envier Too Many People That Don't Get It Ridiculous, The Way You Scratch The Surface Unbevievable, The Way You Search

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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. How To Disconnect From Your Social Surrounding In Half An Hour. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Hogyan le-től A Szociális környéke fél óra alatt.
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I'm not Impressed You gained some cheap respect But now it's time to collapse Surprise! No, I'm not dead yet But I was calculating with wrong variables Clarity comes like a

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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Mulder. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Mulder.
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has been a war for years Behind closed doors Not even a half-hearted try To pu weapons down It's raining lead And as always, the wrong ones die This is a

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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Riding Dead Horses Is A Fuckin Curse. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Lovas Holt lovak egy kibaszott Curse.
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Again! Where Is The Justice? When I - Awaken, I Dream When I Sleep, I'm Alive Hiding The World Giving Me Warmth The Rising Sun Stings Me Like A Smoldering

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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. The District Attorneys Are Selling Your Blood. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. A kerületi ügyvéd Értékesítés A Blood.
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from nothingness Thinking of nothing specific It is hard To imagine a Philosophy By someone Who might not even be able to think Entertainment from the

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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Transmetropolitan. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Transmetropolitan.
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Back to the grey of the streets We fight ourselves though the masses This city shall die with us For a better life, a better tomorrow (Thanks to D-

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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Thousand Compliments, One Answer. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Ezer Gratulálok, egy válasz.
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I Set The Curse For My Redemption And I'll Never Be In League With The Devil...You...Bitch! On A Fast Track To A New Chapter Of My Life Glare Lights

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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Trife Life. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Trife Life.
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War From A Harlots Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Fighting Wars With Keyboards. War From A paráznák Mouth. Transmetropolitan. Harc Wars A billentyűzetek.
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Your mouth is full of shit and you "spread the word" like hell your message board tourette syndrome prooves that you are nothing, son! everything you

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