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letra de heineken skywalker - gothic psychology

(intro)
do you know who i am?
i’m f-cking heineken skywalker
so yes, you will go get me another beer son

(verse 1)
the name is heineken skywalker pleased to meet ya
i’m a burnt out deadbeat who’s going to beat ya
i didn’t love my wife and still don’t miss her now
and if you ask where she went you better go fetch me a crown
the divorce kicked my ass and you best prepare to kiss it
you talking to slow and you drink i p-ssed in it
if you don’t walk away then i’ll go get my f-cking belt
and i’ll dеcorate your arms with a bunch of shiny welts

(chorus)
you’re talking to mе like i care
you’re saying words but i ain’t listening
and if you talk back to me again
you’ll be prepared to see the end

(post chorus)
oh well, it’s your choice

(verse 2)
how many times do i have to explain
that this isn’t another one of your games
if you don’t get me a beer then i’ll take your f-cking life
don’t act like i’m joking you know this is the price
like it or love it, if you don’t love it shove it
i don’t care what you have to say i’m not listening
tuning out my burdens with all this alcohol
i’m drinking away the part of the day that i cannot sleep away
(chorus)
you’re talking to me like i care
you’re saying words but i ain’t listening
and if you talk back to me again
you’ll be prepared to see the end

(post chorus)
oh well, it’s your choice

(bridge)
son let me explain to you how this all got started
i got my dad beer, his dad got his dad beer
it’s a cycle. it’s infinite, looping everything we can
to keep it continuing, the family tradition
it’s our values, our beliefs, everything in between
i hope that one day you’ll learn this valuable lesson
i don’t want to hit you son, but if you disobey my rule i’ll have to son
if you talk back to me, you talk back to me, you talk back to me
you’ll find out what lies behind these eyes
they don’t feel, they don’t see, just alcohol
and everything in between
gin, wine, rum it’s all, it’s all, it’s all

(chorus)
you’re talking to me like i care
you’re saying words but i ain’t listening
and if you talk back to me again
you’ll be prepared to see the end
(post chorus)
oh well, it’s your choice

(outro)
don’t try to play the victim
even if it seems bad
it’s too late, and it’s too bad
cause you know who your dad is?
it’s me

- gothic psychology

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