| To you who exhale when your dad has finally covered!
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| Pour the slats into the sink
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| Receives all the shit he's got this week
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| To you who are trying to keep the mask on
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| Keeps everything inside, is overflowing
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| You have to turn it around before everything goes to hell, it will end that
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| someone is lying and bleeding
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| Your red carpet rolled out to jail
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| So hold on a little longer! |
| I see that your knuckles are white you are shaking
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| Look closely at your reflection, that can be whoever you want: loved or hated
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| If life is the sum of our choices
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| And we know that society has neglected its choices, leaving some behind.
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| Never defended them and they wake up to a dark tomorrow
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| Sing with me!
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| I want to paint all the gray
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| I want to paint the universe
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| I want to paint the sun's rays
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| Let me just close my eyes for a moment
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| Yes, yes. |
| The country has become cold, under the winter tires ice frost and road salt
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| But we drive as if everything were as usual. |
| Locks us in, crawls far into
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| the shell
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| Down with the hat we go from A to B
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| The look in the hill black water is all we see
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| The prognosis: the thermometer has frozen and your heart is placed in a freezer compartment
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| Flashes of light have come and good
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| Ideas were born but have never succeeded in coming to fruition
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| So I lie down, close my eyes and dream away until I can catch a glimpse
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| anything above the skulls gray?
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| (Among) Gray sauces and concrete hedges
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| And the dirt that has never been washed away
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| And an upper class that has blood stains
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| On the cuffs can still continue
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| Control the world where we grew up
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| And wear out until we are stretched
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| So I! |
| Will never apologize
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| Buried with middle fingers outstretched
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| For them! |
| Want me to breathe concrete, chew baton
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| Sleep on cardboard on a platform at that time
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| Will never happen, ever since I was a child I have found the way out and smooth
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| a plan
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| Lifted me down from my polar bear's balcony, to paint again and again
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| So long! |
| Watch me disappear towards that sunset, singing this song
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| I want to paint all the gray
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| I want to paint the universe
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| I want to paint the sun's rays
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| Let me just close my eyes for a moment |