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Grenade by David Guetta
Lyrics
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Your cellphone, your ...
Your time, your ...
No barcode, no party
No id, no beers
Your bank card, your license
Your thoughts, your fears
No sim card, no disco
No photo, not here.
Your blood, your sweat
Your passions, your regrets
Your profits, your time-off
Your affections, your sex
Your pills, your ...
Your tits, your ass
Your legs, your bones.
We want (we want your soul)
Your house, your phone
Your life, your cash
Your house, your phone
We want (we want your soul)
Your house, your phone
Your life, your cash
Your house, your phone
We want (we want your so-o-o)
Your cellphone, your ...
Your time, your ...
No barcode, no party
No id, no beers
Your bank card, your license
Your thoughts, your fears
No sim card, no disco
No photo, not here.
Your blood, your sweat
Your passions, your regrets
Your profits, your time-off
Your affections, your sex
Your pills, your ...
Your tits, your ass
Your legs, your bones.
We want (we want your soul)
Your house, your phone
Your life, your cash
Your house, your phone
We want (we want your soul)
Your house, your phone
Your life, your cash
Your house, your phone
We want (we want your so-o-o-o)
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