I didn't give up
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Sometimes your best friend is stress
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world chainless cage
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blow wind blow on my face
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You will get tired of writing when life pushes you
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So listen, my rose, you'll love it too
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One day you will want to disappear and one day you will be resurrected
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Fate cut the salute, it wasn't breathing, it was dysentery
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And although he tested my hatred, he always insisted
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A line of this is my yesterday, so I planted and then reaped
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A human heart is as much as the breath he consumes
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It's not a shovel, it's not a grave, and it's not death that scares
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One day summer, one day winter, tomorrow is never clear
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If your life is 3D child bread, it's not free
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A broken cassette player my life; |
sound is not clear
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I did not give up, the world was a cage without chains
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Wind blow in my face! |
Sometimes your best friend is stress
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Stop, if the advice given to you sucks, rest
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No address, I've been on this side street since I lost my sleep
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Since it fit inside me aaa
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Since my hands smell like my grandfather; |
Tobacco
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I am a balkan song, my whole story is in my eyes
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You dress thickly because it will be cold to hear my voice
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Ask me what is believing and living
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Life is hard for the lower part
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Put me bone, not meat, get fed (ahh!)
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I lost every aspect when I went out
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When I turn my back, sudden death comes
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One day I'm open, the next day I'm blind
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This heart of mine has always endured, a bag of coal
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So listen, my rose, you'll love it too
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One day you will want to disappear and one day you will be resurrected
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Sometimes you will go crazy, you will be happy with sadness
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You will avoid your eyes, you will knock it down
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You will get tired of writing when life pushes you
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My friends forgot, when my pocket is not full of money
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When the leaves don't fade, we forgot autumn
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Smoky friendship took its last vein
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Rekayi was left at the end, he got tired of writing
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My steps are crippled, from taking the wrong road
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Look at my face less, do I have fear?
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My glasses are empty, come on, don't ask, fill them
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Ask me what is believing and living
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Life is hard for the lower part
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Put me bone, not meat |