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Cruel Tie - Laughing at Bad Jokes Lyrics



Cruel Tie - Laughing at Bad Jokes Lyrics




I left her a note saying
Just pick up the phone
Good morning, my darling
We went to paint grandparents tombstone
And sing along with starlings'

I'll never return to Sun City again
I better be quiet instead of slandering
Only kiddy despises his hometown

That man passed away on Victory Day
Now a wreath around the tree depresses me
Stray dogs always pee on this tree
While I pray to God for a day to repay

I'll never return to Sun City again
I better be quiet instead of slandering
Only kiddy despises outdated devices
And his hometown

Life is laughing at us, isn't it?
In God we trust. Bullshit!
First person game, it's from my eyes
The illusions and the lies
And I am laughing at bad jokes
Is that okay?
I'm not okay
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I left her a note saying
Just pick up the phone
Good morning, my darling
We went to paint grandparents tombstone
And sing along with starlings'

I'll never return to Sun City again
I better be quiet instead of slandering
Only kiddy despises his hometown

That man passed away on Victory Day
Now a wreath around the tree depresses me
Stray dogs always pee on this tree
While I pray to God for a day to repay

I'll never return to Sun City again
I better be quiet instead of slandering
Only kiddy despises outdated devices
And his hometown

Life is laughing at us, isn't it?
In God we trust. Bullshit!
First person game, it's from my eyes
The illusions and the lies
And I am laughing at bad jokes
Is that okay?
I'm not okay
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Writer: Вадим Тихонов
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Unison Rights S.L.

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Performed By: Cruel Tie
Length: 6:19
Written by: Вадим Тихонов

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