I'm tired of the thorns, blood has flowed from the blooming rose
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There is no good from a lie yesterday, there is no face that runs away from the mirrors
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The world we live in is fraudulent and selling.
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If you wanted, I would bring out the light, believe me, from the setting day
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Would you die if you smile at me, I'm in your flames
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I sacrificed my world to an indelible destiny
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My wound is deep, sweat dripping from my bloodstained forehead
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My burning skin is stuck in the embers of shrapnel
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If I could speak for one breath, I would tell you suddenly
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If only you could look through those eyes hidden in immortality
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Is there any way beyond you?
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A lot of snakes
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I have to die while I live, I have no other way out
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Eyes looking away cry from the wards that smell of gunpowder
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They call the expatriate from broken radios from far away
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Even if it is very small, there is hope, always die, come
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I'm short of time, if you're coming, come before the Grim Reaper
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Nights get longer, we fall
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Look, this is the rule of life, he will be offended by you, friend.
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what's wrong? |
(what's up, what's up, what's up)
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He has betrayal!
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Years swallow, fall into hair
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Look at the ear, his hand is convicted, the blood is dust
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Rewind! |
(rewind, rewind, rewind)
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He has murder!
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The earth awaits us from this grave
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The sun rises, the sun goes down
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It has its place (it has its place, it has its place, it has its place, it has its place)
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It's apocalyptic!
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What is your breath; |
nor
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The sky will end, it will collapse and goose
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Heavy-handed (heavy-handed, heavy-handed, heavy-handed)
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He has a hit!
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I'm tired of being shaken, loneliness is at my bedside
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Don't die either, but let me live with my honour.
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The bullet is in my right arm, there are many obstacles in my way
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Don't drink my blood, I'll be your friend and your nightmare!
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My heart is broken proof here
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Winding the clock is already a lie
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This road from the cradle to the grave sometimes makes fun of time
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I became a corpse, what are you doing, my money, my love, my wound, my luck, my black
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I hung my life in tare, I stayed, you mean land raids on me
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I didn't die, I got up and looked at you
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While crying from your eyes, I smeared my bread to the blood
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And what's wrong with me, I've never been on the ground like this
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Believe me, it's a lie I never really laughed once
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Look, rap stuck to my skin, I don't have a girlfriend, I'm pale
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This fake world is cruel, I'm stuck in that trap
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Even if it is very small, there is hope, always die, come
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I'm short of time, if you're coming, come before the Grim Reaper
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Nights get longer, we fall
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Look, this is the rule of life, he will be offended by you, friend.
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what's wrong? |
(what's up, what's up, what's up)
|
He has betrayal!
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Years swallow, fall into hair
|
Look at the ear, his hand is convicted, the blood is dust
|
Rewind! |
(rewind, rewind, rewind)
|
He has murder!
|
The earth awaits us from this grave
|
The sun rises, the sun goes down
|
It has its place (it has its place, it has its place, it has its place, it has its place)
|
It's apocalyptic!
|
What is your breath; |
nor
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The sky will end, it will collapse and goose
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Heavy-handed (heavy-handed, heavy-handed, heavy-handed)
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He has a hit! |