live, live, die, die, die, I, I, I, I wanna die Frustration, oh Frustration Frustration Frustration I wanna die I wanna die, die, die, die Die, die, die Frustration
I have life Ordinary wife I have car A favourite bar I have job A moderate wage I get the pains That come with age I am so ordinary I have child She
Vertimas: Soft Cell. Nusivylimas.
Fr..fr...fr...frustration! Frustration Frustration I have life Ordinary wife I have car A favourite bar I have job A moderate wage I get the pains That
a.k.a. Dr. Dooom Straight out of solitary, I got the block locked down Transfer me to conquer in the Pelican Bay You don't wanna step in my cell, I eat
black and white photo of "einstien growing frustrated over a sink full of dirty dishes." the floor is littered with neatly traced hands, shown in soft
