My tribe has lived here since time immemorial
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Wing in place of concrete cast in houses
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Be on your way to the future
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Many people think the resin is left behind
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The northern plateau is windy
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In addition to the eagle's cry, you can hear it here
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Legends of ancestors
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Of those who always pulled the longest
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Did whatever I needed to do
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A new generation always gives birth to something
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And they keep the tradition
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Good that Education is not everywhere
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Positive Players say yes
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Enjoy the evening walk
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It's a concrete Native American
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At the fair, a nice whole clan
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I also move alone if the situation demands it
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It seems that only the shadow is lurking
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But fear is ignorance
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Favorite nature, I do not warm up for no reason
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Above all, love peace
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Although hurry, I'm not resentful
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In the middle of prefabricated houses
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Fake street lights
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In the morning the ghosts dance
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Pace with the words of the past
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In the middle of prefabricated houses
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Fake street lights
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In the morning the ghosts dance
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Pace with the words of the past
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Ends up loyal
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Nothing oo mine
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So deep into the concrete I tried to pour my ego
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Lest it change what my future deeds are
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Many villagers messed with it during Indian summer
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So sorry it didn't feel anything or anyone anymore
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Too many rides drop
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But what the fuck can I do for it
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The hill is full of bone and leather
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One small part of a larger mass
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I am powerless thunder responsible
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I'm still not giving up
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No responsibilities can pass me
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I will continue to be loyal until the end
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And cold to this village
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Also includes a lot of good
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No oo does not care about the willow pen
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But this one accepts
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Vegan under the disco ball
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The people want to land on their feet
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From midnight to dawn
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There was heat or frost
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In the middle of prefabricated houses
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Fake street lights
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In the morning the ghosts dance
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Pace with the words of the past
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In the middle of prefabricated houses
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Fake street lights
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In the morning the ghosts dance
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Pace with the words of the past
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Ends up loyal
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Nothing oo mine
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There is a battle cry, a shelf of beer
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When the city anchors ride
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With old women's jackets
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You don't sit on mopeds on boulders
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I am a jovial companion little paw
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Middle pub Helunojen little nussunassu
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The loudest case in the tribe
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The most important value is freedom
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Through joy, a positive bang
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I don't know much about my cancer
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I also put my whole circle around me with me
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A chimney of peace grabbed me through the suburbs
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If you incite hatred then the convict will disappear
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Ends up loyal
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Indian concrete
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Nothing oo mine |