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Evil No. 2 - Chris Rea
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Evil No. 2 Chris Rea

Evil No. 2 - Chris Rea
They call me love
They call me dear
They kiss off and leave me
For their own career
I got a satellite dish, I'm all alone
With my little goldfish
And eminem, em on my headphones
You heard that yet? You will!

Selfish pigs put the blame on me
So hacked off what I came to be
I'm off the tracks
Now I'm all at sea
They like jogging more than they like me

I'm evil
Evil no.2

Then need to have something
Becomes the seed to have anything
The lonely tears have dried up
And the brain cells start to fry
My heart cries out for new things
Turns to anything will do things
My left sides like a train crash
Form all the things I tried
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