We are in the fence too
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You are my fence
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I'm in the fence
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Wants to let go
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Behind the tight mask
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I am also a spectator
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Justice died
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(Honesty is dead, honor is dead, contentment is dead, wisdom is dead, generosity is dead, decency is dead)
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The comrade died
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(Judgment won, jealousy won, foolishness won, storytelling won, obscenity won, crime won)
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Who? |
Who is your origin?
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Who? |
Who is your origin?
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Oh, originality and I lost under the shells of this city
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Algebra, bluff and forgery
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Pure lies, eavesdropping and doubt
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Madness and war, the maturity of ignorance before my eyes
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Pride on the verge of death
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Tumor pain more squamous
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I have about a hundred occurrences
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I do not know which one
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This high cloud and fog, anxious, crush you
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Disgusted with the house, like a snake with a mint
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Following the aperture, behind a tense head
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Abstained, fate uncertain
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It passed like lightning and wind, that's my story
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In the yard of our house, even my sky fell
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From that side came the future from that Kia
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We sat down to sew and dose Pargia
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True sincerity Josh and gave to impurity
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The depth of my existence is darkness like a black cave
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However, I have a lot to do with this world
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The departure is coming from the opposite view
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Maps Abtern, my journey
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Biography of my departure, from the point of view of my office
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I'm going to kill this crack
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I was humiliated in the eye, I was scratched in the eye
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Leaves and stems human but dead roots
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That Josh and data on the temperament and character of the wolf in the woods
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The tongue becomes rabid in the form of a snake bite
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We break and dance on the shards of glass
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I got imperceptibly bad so I went normal
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I did not even care about the fire of hell
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I dig new wells for my own holes
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I spend a lot of time in my own prison
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Powerful in the frame, exploding in the mask
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Alleys in sleep, our migration to another land
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Is this a house?
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do not talk
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I know I'm reading a new book
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Who? |
Who is your origin?
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Who? |
Who is your origin?
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It took my originality and memory
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To put an end to my beliefs, oh
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Beam triangle home, buddy and school
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He did magic, he said, "to the caravan of brushes."
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The corpse that was walking broke an interior
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I feel like a spell now, oh
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History says do not seek justice
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Count from eternity to eternity
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Lawless legislator, we support the law
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But the story changes when it is empty
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When you doubt yourself, it means fear
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Conditions that make you no longer an elite
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This is the place of taste, money, work and basic job
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We sat down to watch the virtual bare feet
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You read the multiplication table for exam night
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Tomorrow you will pray for the first night of the grave
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You sing a bulk song for the night of the concert
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Everything for homework, not from the bottom of the heart
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Before the connection of the deck before, the talent of the dam
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Before trusting doubt, before respecting check and understand
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We are ashamed before the harvest
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Wrong education colonized society
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Summary of our experience and we return with poetry
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It does not matter what image my song wants
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None of the movies could describe our poetry
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In our moments, all the scenes are real
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It was expensive for me, my dream friend
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To the question of staying or leaving? |
A flower or nonsense
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Here I am like a big shark in an aquarium
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And there is a small fish in the depths of the ocean
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What a tasteless path that had no secrets or riddles
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Waiting with effort means hope
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But he called this word the community of waiting
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Here the word hope stinks
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Who is your origin? |