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    Limp Bizkit Sour текст песни


    Mellow out….bitch
    Hell no
    I thought I knew ya
    Took the time to put my love into ya
    Screw ya
    Cuz now you got me sittin in the sewer
    I’m through with all them roller coaster rides
    See I ain’t forgot about the knots that you been tieing with my
    I dropped my pride
    Without you I was sure to die
    I tried with cash
    And all I could to make it last
    Now I accepted that was in the past
    I know you love me
    Love me like a piece of trash
    But at first you were so sweet
    Couldn’t go without seein your face for an hour
    So sour
    It all became a hassle
    You were even living in my castle
    Just to use me
    And verbally abuse me
    That’s not the way I’m running my shop
    It took a while to see the light before I stopped
    And you got dropped off
    It’s over, probably I’ll be sweatin it
    But in the long run you’ll be the one regrettin it
    Maybe you won’t, maybe you will
    But baby, you’re still about as real as a three dollar bill
    There’s no one to blame but you
    And who gets the blame me
    Ohh ohh, I sound like a bitch
    A little bitch in heat
    With all that anger that I’m feelin
    Bitch I think it’s heat
    Another split tail
    Just another split tail
    Thanks for the lesson
    Now get your shit and hit the trail
    We know I’m coming from that old school
    You damn fool
    Intensity is something that I’m made of
    And certainly I’m not afraid of
    A little smack in my face
    Thanks for the taste

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