You are on the road of no return, look, this is tango with death
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Look at your hands full of blood that you once held candy
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And the blood will stop, your eyes will stop breathing and the heart will stop
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You will die with a syringe in your hand.
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Hey bro, get up, let's get out of life, your time is up
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Look, the sun is going to set, the way you travel is a trap
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Look, little bits and pieces faded in your hand
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The path brought by the syringe when embracing is the last stop
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Herbal life and a cure for incomparable trouble
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You killed your dreams, there is always a curtain in your eyes
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The same anxiety, will poverty end like this?
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Mouse on the ground twenty-nine square feet of cold concrete
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You have neither capital nor a branch to hold on to, brother (brother)
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The funeral that goes to the grave can never return
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Crack thinner in your hand, you're so bad, brake
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This breath is not permanent, no, the day will come and end, huh?
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Come on, come on, come on
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The end of your road is trouble, believe me, come back bro
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Let's die to dust
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Come and give me your hand, destiny will return to me brother
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Come on, come on, come on
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The end of your road is trouble, believe me, come back bro
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Let's die to dust
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Come and give me your hand, destiny will return to me brother
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Dude, get up before it's too late, this is the time to bend the neck
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When you don't stay a spectator, this is the time, the game of rule
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You are not happy at all, brother, you started with love and
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Don't tell me you're emotional, but tears are lost in your eyes
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Get up, hit the dirt, hit the lock and cross the sea
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Tired, drowned in debt, don't hold grudges, escape the best
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Look, a new one has been added, he got into trouble, his last hope
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Don't think, everything will fix itself, of course there is a way
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Wrong table cards are bad and you don't have the trump card
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Look, what you call life is not pitch black, not pink powder.
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And get up, open your eyes, tell me what you see
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Your way out is locked, oh if only grief could untie the knot
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Homie, you have fun, there is no other way, sir
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You need to get rid of it bro, your brain is in such stress and shock
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It's not much, what you need to do is change a little bro
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Let no matter what anyone says, you change now bro
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Come on, come on, come on
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The end of your road is trouble, believe me, come back bro
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Let's die to dust
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Come and give me your hand, destiny will return to me brother
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Come on, come on, come on
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The end of your road is trouble, believe me, come back bro
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Let's die to dust
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Come and give me your hand, destiny will return to me brother
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Come back, defeat your negligence, show your strength now
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The sun has set in your world, it's cold and the sky is dark
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Enough of all your suffering, walk towards the light
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You're on the wrong track, look for homie and find the right direction
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It's no use, it's harmful, believe me that scumbag
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For a moment, you seem like a friend and become an enemy.
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Don't waste your life, come back from that road
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You will succeed, of course, believe me, do not prevent yourself
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Give me your hand, understand me, don't make me hostile to you
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Stop mixing that filthy dust in clean blood
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Just like your soul, your body also looks miserable
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Don't die bro, live now look at this world again
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Last regret won't help, stop before it's too late
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You lost, find yourself quickly before it's too late
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Your hands are shaking, there are always wounds all over
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Let your troubles stay in the past, take my hand and come with me
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come on |