Letra de Classy Doberman

Long sick, classy gift (So) Walk gracious, who's precious? Beloved things, the model feelings Dark or poorly lit, dark or poorly lit Long dreams, classy gift (So) Walk gracious, who's precious? Gloomy places, smells death Drugs are flowing, drugs are flowing Treacherous, fake, decreasing along me Repeat what you said, fucking whore Want judge me? want take me? That you want to say? come on destroy me! Bark for me whore! Classy Doberman? Make them suffer, raise the hypocrisy The scorn, as born to suffer for me! Bark for me whore! This garbage, insidious I know that you died for me This garbage, insidious I know that you died for me (for not) dope (vicious) , moody temper.