Bruno Major - Bad Religion Тексты

Taxi driver
Be my shrink for the hour
And keep the meter running
It's rush hour
So take the streets if you wanna
Just outrun the demons, could you

You say: Allahu Akbar
I told him: Don't curse me
Boy, you need to prayer
I guess it couldn't hurt me
If it brings me to my knees

It's a bad religion, this unrequited love
To me it's nothing but a one-man cult
Like cyanide in my styrofoam cup
I can never make him love me
Never make him love me
Love me, love me

Taxi driver
I swear I've got three lives
Balanced on my head like steak knives
I can't tell you the truth about my disguise
I can't trust no one

You say: Allahu Akbar
I told him: " Don't curse me
Cause boy, you need to prayer
I guess it couldn't hurt me
If it brings me to my knees

It's a bad religion, this unrequited love
To me it's nothing but a one-man cult
Like cyanide in my styrofoam cup
I can never make him love me
Never make him love me

Only bad religion
When you love someone
Who doesn't love you
Only bad religion
Make me feel the way I do
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