In Lousy Caraoke Bar "I will survive"

From loser to star from star to whore mu pretty pretty clothes Teraphy is my brand new drug better take out bullet from the gun I´M SO FUCKING FREE In a captain´s diary there is a star datum and he had no reason to send his ship down you know, what reason do you need to die? He gave me chance but I´m always late stop me before I talk too much I´m watching it from above but this is not for me write yourself a lullaby be my little superstar in some lousy caraoke bar "I will survive" Be my privat superwhore until something stops us *delete one you´ve fucked* I must have been crazy what was I thinking Would this sound better if I was a man?

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