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IC3PEAK & Tommy Cash — CRY
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    I don’t want friends
    I don’t want meds
    Been feel, been love
    Don’t talk, don’t tell
    I don’t want meds
    I don’t want friends
    Been feel, been love
    Don’t talk, don’t tell


    How can I take pleasure from this life
    If I only see the drop, drop, drop, dropped sun
    I fucking love it said I cry, cry, cry
    Said I cry cry cry wanna see you cry


    Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry cry cry
    Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry cry cry
    Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry cry cry
    Cry, cry, cry, cry, cry, cry cry cry
    I just want for, to see you cry, Ah
    I just want for, to see you cry, cry, cry
    I just want for, to see you cry, Ah
    I just want for, to see you cry, cry, cry


    I don’t want friends
    I don’t want meds
    Been feel, been love
    Don’t talk, don’t tell
    I don’t want meds
    I don’t want meds
    Been feel, been love
    Don’t talk, don’t tell


    La-la-la la, la-la-la la
    La-la-la la, la-la-la la (Excuse me, eh)
    La-la-la la, la-la-la la
    La-la-la la, la-la-la la

    Excuse me, that I’m leaving the kaif life
    I could go left, but I choose the right side
    No stop signs, no matter if it’s rain or shine
    I walk the line (walk it, walk it, walk the line)
    Top of the ice-peak, where the plants will never blossom
    But I guess it’s OK, when I’m drunk on White Russians
    And I got one last cigarette left
    Oh shit, oh shit
    ....-->.... надо, Tommy never wore Prada
    My sweat is my Escada, Ferrari is my Lada
    No homo, this magic throat makes me money
    But this printed paper never made me happy
    No real job, just hanging with my bitch ?
    I wish I had a brother, something like Klitschko
    So I’d never feel alone, like I do
    Fuck a million views, fuck expensive food, fuck up Mr. Hood
    If I am a vision, then I can see clearly
    I’m struggling to focus, it’s getting hard to feel it
    I rarely feel the ground, I really try to grip it
    I’m really tired of trying, I want to just skip it

    Skip, skip


    La-la-la la, la-la-la la
    La-la-la la, la-la-la la
    La-la-la la, la-la-la la
    La-la-la la, la-la-la la
    La-la-la la, la-la-la la
    La-la-la la, la-la-la la
    La-la-la la, la-la-la la
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