It ain't that in their hearts they're bad
they can comfort you, some even try
they nurse you when you're ill of health
they bury you when you go and die
it ain't that in their hearts they're bad
they'd stick by you if they could
but that's just bullshit,
people just ain't no good.
People they ain't no good
people they ain't no good
people they ain't no good at all.
they can comfort you, some even try
they nurse you when you're ill of health
they bury you when you go and die
it ain't that in their hearts they're bad
they'd stick by you if they could
but that's just bullshit,
people just ain't no good.
People they ain't no good
people they ain't no good
people they ain't no good at all.
-Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
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i'm other people.
Takes one to know one.
...To our love send back all the letters, to our love a valentine of blood, to our love let all the jilted lovers cry, that people they just ain't no good...
la única cosa que aguanto que tenga un valentín... o que tenga people in it... bendita misantropía... dios no te bendiga nunca...
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