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Paroles: Jackyl. Cut The Crap. Let's Don't Go There.

There's a place inside my soul
There's a place that's not quite whole
And it seems as though it's here to stay
The feeling grows everyday and it's getting bigger
It's getting bigger, oh, it's getting bigger

Let's don't go there
Let's don't go, you can't compete
Let's don't go, you lose your bet
Let's don't go, it makes you wet
I know nobody wants to know from rain

There's a place inside my head
There's a place I go instead
And I feel the need to be there anyway
The feeling grows everyday, it's getting bigger
It's getting bigger, oh, it's getting bigger

Let's don't go there
Let's don't go, you can't compete
Let's don't go, you lose your bet
Let's don't go, it makes you wet
I know nobody wants to know from rain, no no

It's getting bigger, bigger
Let's don't go there
Let's don't go, you can't compete
Let's don't go, you lose your bet
Let's don't go, it makes you wet
I know nobody wants to know from rain

Let's don't go, you can't compete
Let's don't go, you still compete
Let's don't go, you lose your bet
Let's don't go, it makes you wet
I know nobody wants to know