| You did not choose it, but you are in it
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| And no it will not pass, it will not pass
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| And I know you cry but if you don't change nothing will change, it won't change eh heee!
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| Better the slaps of Satan than the kisses of Judas
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| You want her pussy in the sun, not the man in the moon
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| The Minetti with handcuffs is a whore, dressed as a policewoman
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| You can do heroin on your couch for me
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| But don't take the whores to the city of Milan
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| I know I don't know, they don't want us to know
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| And we won't change anything unless we change first!
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| In Italy, the infamous theorem applies
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| Where whoever denounces crimes becomes a criminal
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| A splash of water on the hidden truth
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| Observe the dirty past, which becomes a thing of the past!
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| And with hunger even rotten fish tastes like oysters
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| We are slaves to the fiber optic chains
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| They distracted you, that's it, you're high
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| He sees more a master with one eye than servants with four!
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| You did not choose it, but you are in it
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| And no it will not pass, it will not pass
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| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you)
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| And I know you cry though
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| If you don't change, nothing will change
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| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you)
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| It won't change eh heee!
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| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you)
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| Whoever is in charge knows that he can always pay half
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| Of the poor to take out the other half
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| I broadcast from the city of opportunities and opportunists
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| One of the sons of the defeated! |
| (self)
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| I don't believe in those who proliferate the streets
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| Anyone I met would sell their mother!
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| There is no peace, since the Tigris and the Euphrates
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| I don't believe in fairies, they are like brother tigers!
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| Too much reality, it kills my fantasy, an executioner
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| How Too Much Sex Kills A Slut's Pleasure
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| You're looking for a story, I'm looking for a loophole
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| If you end up in the manger, it swallows you!
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| We crash into our dreams, you were born with a parachute
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| Grew up with blinders and where feelings are only a luxury for a few
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| If I knock you do not open me but if the background you move!
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| You did not choose it, but you are in it
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| And no it will not pass, it will not pass it will not pass
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| And I know you cry though
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| If you don't change, nothing will change
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| It won't change eh heee!
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| You did not choose it, but you are in it
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| And no it will not pass, it will not pass
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| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you)
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| And I know you cry though
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| If you don't change, nothing will change
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| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you)
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| It won't change eh heee!
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| (Close with the past but the past doesn't close with you) |