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[Aani]
I am driving my car around this inert town
Solitary and numb silhouettes pa**ing me by
In this air I can smell putridity of those sinful streets
Lonely houses glitter of TV screens
Every woman and man are doing good themselves
And you've got to taste it a little bit
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Taste It
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[Aani]
You can buy bitter love on the red lights
Feel no pain or despair while getting high
Doesn't matter where you gonna spend this night
No one cares what's your name, it's just a sick game
There's no pill, red or blue. It isn't over
And you've got to taste it a little bit
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Taste It
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