Lyrics:
In zdej vsi vejo, da kadar je cajt, da Na pouno se lajta Filing je uno, roke to the silling Kadar dimi se bajta Hollywood in the building mothafucka
(merayap) Tiarap (tiarap) Selidik (selidik) Jungkir balik dibantu ama filing Kapten kris tea gagah berani Semua bandit semua Copet malah semua germo Pada
bunny slopes Nope, I'm done being a crook And thank heavens i'm filing Chapter 11 Haven't started the book Man, look, I earn it, I cash it, I burn it I
miss 'em I'll show you it's real love All the real niggas gon' feel ya', yeah Now I'm filing the plug, bitch I got Mob Ties now I'm in new Bentley coupe
push these two filing Cabinets over to the right Push! I will push for my life! (Push) Yes, now I
nigga go? Oh Figaro, Figaro I want the moment to start, then- into I'll see him yeah, listen If you can get to the Filing cabinet and -scratch- Housed
Sticky sticky finger wheel no dial tone How I'm supposed to know if you're even home? Don't share your location keep it to yourself Filing those
Come break some hearts now, tear them out Filing for amusements with the crowd Oh, but be advised, participation is required Doing things not
to eulogize It's a death without a funeral There's no book to sign for people filing in No table full of pictures, where they'd say "Remember when" No
the cashier's dirty looks She knows we're all a bunch of crooks [Chorus] Your inventory's short at Hughes Cala Foods is paying dues Safeway's filing Chapter
to the God-Eye it watches ever, and never sleeps (We are)Single filing, never speaking Raining, shining, night, day - faceless drones plodding on and on The air
noise withering weeds of deeds Worshipping with filth in the temple of guilt Filing its womb with pleasure and doom monstrous urban paranoia
mind I'm filing papers, in long gray drawers And my brain's disintegrating, what a bore (Repeat Chorus) Well I do think civil servants and bankers
grave Filing my face Your expression Doesn't let me go I want to talk to you I want to stop that Today I felt for you The emotions I loved more
filing past they seem so unaware. With the music loud and the flow of the crowd and the empty vacant stares. Without so much as a blink. They all board
The morphine that drips from your skin seeps into open abrasions. Just like a water color. I want a thick black line. But I'll keep filing down
filing up in the rim, Enemies die by my hand Feeding is done, nothing left but the bones, Left to rot and turn to sand Building up the walls
up All the shit has finally piled up There's no chance of reconciling us with the falsehoods I've been filing away for months you've made these
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