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Pistepistekymysysmerkkipistepiste
Klamydia
24.12 %
Merkki
13.79 %
Suurmestarit
Muteniaatikot
11.83 %
Lauttalaulu
Mesikämmenet
11.83 %
Ostoslista feat. Eraesmus
HurHur
11.67 %
Jeesmies
Tuomas Kauhanen
11.67 %
Ilmestyskirjanpitäjä
CMX
11.35 %
Mesokosmos
CMX
10.55 %
Viimesii
Pummiharmonia
10.55 %
Muut samankaltaiset hakusanat: meme Im sorry mom and dad i know I messed up bad Dead Love couldn't go no further Proud of and disgusted by her Push shove, a little bruised and battered Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you My life's a bit more colder Dead wife is what I told her Brass knife sinks into my shoulder Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee My squeeze The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells, miss-spells Knocks me on my knees It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt Hang me on a tree After I count down, three rounds, in hell I'll be in good company Dead Love couldn't go no further Proud of and disgusted by her Push shove, a little bruised and battered Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you My life's a bit more colder Dead wife is what I told her Brass knife sinks into my shoulder Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee My squeeze The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells, misspel Dead Love couldn't go no further Proud of and disgusted by her Push shove, a little bruised and battered Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you My life's a bit more colder Dead wife is what I told her Brass knife sinks into my shoulder Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee My squeeze The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells, miss-spells Knocks me on my knees It didn't hurt, flirt, blood squirt, stuffed shirt Hang me on a tree After I count down, three rounds, in hell I'll be in good company Dead Love couldn't go no further Proud of and disgusted by her Push shove, a little bruised and battered Oh Lord I ain't coming home with you My life's a bit more colder Dead wife is what I told her Brass knife sinks into my shoulder Oh babe don't know what I'm gonna do I see my red head, messed bed, tear shed, queen bee My squeeze The stage it smells, tells, hell's bells, misspells