No one took our hand, no one saved us, all sides look into trouble
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Did you think these pages were filled in vain, was it in vain that Defkhan was burned?
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My life is over with trouble, I'm done with trouble, I died
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I'm tired and I have only one word to say to you.
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I've always laughed, I'll cry on my carpet, trouble sits in my bosom
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I always look to tomorrow with fear, tell me who will come to my rescue
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Who grows, who divides, who tears up for me
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Who cries, who binds, tell the land for me
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Nobody, that's what makes me me, it's not a problem my lion, this is the current
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It didn't come, it got tight, it stopped, it stopped, it doesn't end
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Why would anyone who loves me leave, huh? |
Even though we love
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Look, our loved ones gave neither hope nor love.
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Trouble came and passed, look, look back, you came and passed, look and see
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Tell me what have I done to you ungrateful?
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It didn't put me to shame him for this, it's me again you
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Again, your deepest trouble falls into my hands again, am I still laughing?
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Look, my rose, this is the rebellion of my troubles
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It's not desperation, it's the revenge of the pen
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This is the drama of three braves, this is the agony of years
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This is the stampede of my who wants to get out of my body
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Look, my rose, this is the rebellion of my troubles
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It's not desperation, it's the revenge of the pen
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This is the drama of three braves, this is the agony of years
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This is the stampede of my who wants to get out of my body
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It was good when it was bad, but we were confused by the team
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We went too far, if I think we missed it, beware.
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We spent it on ourselves, we got the mind with the impossible things
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Sure, we didn't walk a little in the right direction, but we always stayed in the wonders.
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The atmosphere is tense ready fists fashion profanity dialogue
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It's been the same for years, the same picture, nothing has changed
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A thousand curses for a wrong, shouted, fight, noise
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Don't look at what they call accident planned work mostly murmur
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Wake up is part of the game you're in, tomorrow and yesterday
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Your meaningless possessions and possessions are so sad
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What was done without regret was always given for a reason.
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Longing and waiting, love was completely eliminated
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It was not possible to laugh, they broke the oath.
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At the apocalypse, hats will change, they will be lived again, I'm sure
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No matter how hard it is, sometimes you shut up and swallow your teeth
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Where there is love, there is also hatred, and it is necessarily present.
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Look, my rose, this is the rebellion of my troubles
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It's not desperation, it's the revenge of the pen
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This is the drama of three braves, this is the agony of years
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This is the stampede of my who wants to get out of my body
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Look, my rose, this is the rebellion of my troubles
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It's not desperation, it's the revenge of the pen
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This is the drama of three braves, this is the agony of years
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This is the stampede of my who wants to get out of my body
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I shed tears, ah, I suffered, bitch from hell
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This love hit me I'm sick of it ruining me by talking about it
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I became four walls of imprisonment, you laughed, I became smoke
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I fell, you were the one who hit my heart, you stopped my soul
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You're the reason my troubles beat me and my bravery
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You were my everything but you took my everything from me
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Now go and don't come, I'm already in trouble
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Love was eternal, where was it, the ground was split from your betrayal
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There was a curtain, I couldn't see it in my eyes because I missed my love
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Despite the love I gave, I tasted betrayal, my pupil
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I adored love, I regretted it, I became an enemy to the girl I loved
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Happiness remained in the past, rebellion is full inside and out
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Look, my rose, this is the rebellion of my troubles
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It's not desperation, it's the revenge of the pen
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This is the drama of three braves, this is the agony of years
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This is the stampede of my who wants to get out of my body
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Look, my rose, this is the rebellion of my troubles
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It's not desperation, it's the revenge of the pen
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This is the drama of three braves, this is the agony of years
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This is the stampede of my who wants to get out of my body |