Rok vzniku: 2006 Pesničku videlo 1922 návštevníkov.
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I don’t want to watch The Street on TV
I don’t want to hear about your day
I’ve got no time to hear
About how much you care
Shut your mouth and come this way
I'm the weirdo in your bedroom
And I can see you in the dark'
Tonight’s the night I shed my wicked soul
I take it out on you and watch you lose control
Tonight’s the night I shed my
Tonight’s the night I shed my
Tonight’s the night I shed my wicked soul
My wicked soul
Let’s disconnect all communication
I’ve told your mother not to call
So lay down on the bed
Cause now I’ve locked the door
And we don’t live out there no more
I’m a weirdo in your bedroom
And I can’t see you in the dark
Tonight’s the night I shed my wicked soul
I take it out on you and watch you lose control
Tonight’s the night I shed my
Tonight’s the night I shed my
Tonight’s the night I shed my wicked soul
My wicked soul
