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There was this guy at a party who was reading from his poetryWhile I was crying - It's enough, this is no place for meOn my way out I couldn't find my jacketI got mad so I stole a bunch of cigarette packetsOut in the city night, I was left aloneWent to a club where this new, young band tried hard to rock 'n' rollI punched the singer in the faceSaid - You must be the brother to a bad poet whose girlfriend I fucked at a party an hour agoI am evil, I am badI'm the biggest liar, I make people sadWho could think that I would grow so much hateI was never wanted, mother, now it's too lateEarly in the morning I left an after partyFeeling so happy ´cause I threw up on the arty farty fucker who'd been giving me whiskey all nightI'm a coward so I ran from the fightBelieve me or not, I ran into the poetI asked for a cigarette though I knew that he had none leftSaid - I wanna kill you´cause you bug me, I wanna kill youI hate your poems, I hate your life style, I hate your arty friends, I hate your meaningless lifeI wanna kill you´cause you bug me, I wanna kill youLetras de cancionesI said...I am evil, I am badI'm the biggest liar, I make people sadWho could think that I would grow so much hateI was never wanted, mother, now it's too late From Letras Mania