| Emptiness I’m getting away
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| From, trying trying to forget the reason I’m dying for
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| There is no doubt it will happen
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| What is ment to be
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| There is nothing about you should worry
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| Just relax and don’t hurry
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| Everything’s destroyed
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| But the river still flow
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| Sand the wind still blows
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| Don’t be. |
| afraid of
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| What’s happening
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| What’s happening? |
| everything’s destroyed
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| Ya man bring it up man
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| It’s about dreamin' now we can know how
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| It’s about the wicked and we can know the way
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| It’s about the waste of all those days
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| It’s about the digital, the digital is teller
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| It’s about religion and reachin' of the other
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| It’s about hope and The God and a wideas
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| I understand man God’s my guide
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| It’s about the Sun man but it’s gettin' hot
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| What can a man learn from life
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| It’s 'bout something that I kept on my mind
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| It’s 'bout I sometimes get real' high
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| But He hold me in handcought and held.
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| Who’s enemy that’ll knock the door
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| I’m in a hip-hop coz' i wanna' stop the warand
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| I’m in control they wanna' give me the limit
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| I don’t wanna fight coz' I’ll make a damage
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| Close to the finish, Close to beginin'
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| Close to the end, Close to illin'
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| And the most don’t mindthey would close the door
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| But now i can’t stop now I wanna run remote
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| Mind dumband I wind them upand upon them
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| Gettin' them a hope and I can’t stop
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| Can I get them upcan I get enough
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| Get enough can they kill the human faith
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| It’s about mind under pressure
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| Cought in a measure
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| Talk in the mic
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| And the war was attention
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| And I say «Is it right beleive?»
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| The rules, in me, over me, follow me… |