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Woorden: Green Day. Jinx.

I fucked up again it's all my fault So turn me around and face the wall Read me my rights and tell me I'm wrong Until it gets into my thick skull A slap on the wrist A stab in the back Torture me, I've been a bad boy Nail me to the cross until you have won I lost before I did any wrong I'm hexed with regrets and bad luck Keep your distance 'cause it's rubbing off Or you will be damned to spend your life in hell Or earth with me tangled at your feet You finally met your nemesis Disguised as your fatal long lost love So kiss it good bye Until death do we part You fell for a jinx for crying out loud