Iconoclastas do Oriente
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They Lost the Control

They Lost the Control lyrics by Iconoclastas do Oriente. I wanna burn! I wanna be out! I wanna a story! I wanna through hell! Do you wanna make love? Do you...

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They Lost the Control

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I wanna burn!

I wanna be out!

I wanna a story!

I wanna through hell!

Do you wanna make love?

Do you wanna make for sure?

Start it!

I'm in the planet full

Of bullets and violence!

Never will die for you!

Do you wanna make love?

Do you wanna make for sure?

I know, I must be there

I know, I must be there

I know, I must be there

Easy come, easy go

Now I'm in dirty world

The lady is tramp

As tiny girl

The feeling is friend

I wanna through hell!

I wanna make love!

I wanna make for sure!

As Grand-ma says...

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