letra de b.d.c. - dropping a popped locket
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acab acab
acab acab
f-ck you!
how’s that mirror look lately?
not worth the figure in your paycheck?
f-ck blue lives, acab
murderers playing hero, your victims won’t go nameless
for all that you’ve dealt
turn that gun on yourself
dead cops. dead cops, f-ck yea!
billions of dead cops
do what’s right, a bit of suicide
use those dead eyes that burrow in your face
look at your arm, trace a blue line
billions of dead cops make the world a better place
for all that you’ve dealt
turn that gun on yourself
dead cops. dead cops, f-ck yea!
billions of dead cops
for all that you’ve dealt
turn that gun on yourself
dead cops. dead cops, f-ck yea!
line the streets with dead cops
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