Believe Your Own Hype, Always
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well, i've been labouring nine to five, my e's and my ciggies will keep me alive.
i'm a genius, that's my secret, we can jive to grind-core, and my soul you can keep it.
ooo, ska punk hour is coming our way, i'll dance like a twat because i might just be gay.
i'd rather burn my face off than smell you rot, but no one needs a conscience when you're sucking the cock...
and i believe my own hype, always,
believe your own hype and you might just get out.
i'd rather be in jaxx on a thursday night.
hip-hop. metal. hard-house.
pop art.
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