KingMaker – drug store cowboy

What have I been feeling since I was born in the smog
I have to choose anything by myself form minimum choice

Kick up a fuss, don’t like town
Heat turns me into zealot again
Look down upon, fuck’n town
Look down me

as well fuck’n town

If tomorrow is followed by the no name day
You’d better to sew your mouth up never to smile again
But I know I can’t solve anything in that way

Overconfidence of my ability talent
And despair hopeless
But if you fell unsuitable to the life there
I really tought so

Kick up a fuss, don’t like town
Heat turns me into zealot again
Look down upon, fuck’n town
Look down me
If tomorrow is followed by the no name day
You’d better to sew your mouth up never to smile again
But I know I can’t solve anything in that way

I’m taken by tomorrow
Was getting well on my life in this town
Do you remember still me

I’m taken by tomorrow
Was getting well on my life in this town
Do you remember still me

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