| I hate myself, I provoke myself
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| I stand still and do not move
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| Time does not pass me and I do not tell you that I ignore it
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| Time takes flight in a moment
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| First I feel only then happy
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| But it's not a pastime it's a job
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| Passion is the pass to get to the heart and keep it alive like a bypass
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| Yes, from the gas we have the telepass
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| Like that time we were still out there
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| On the Tom Tom way to success
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| Then I don't know what happened
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| Maybe I have never taken anything for granted
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| And aimed at those who told me something true
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| Shut up means secret
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| Straight for straight is a concrete concept
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| If you see everything still, I confirm surprised
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| Time is suspended
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| Raw, merciless, direct
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| But always too sincere
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| I am stopped at that moment
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| When you told me
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| Raw, merciless, direct
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| Today I speak to you like this
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| Shut up means secret
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| Straight for straight is a concrete concept
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| If you see everything still, I confirm surprised
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| Time is suspended
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| I don't know for a moment how long it lasts
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| I know that life is hard it is an ancient torture fatigue
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| You would like to block Nakamura time
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| An armor is destroyed after a bad figure
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| And today I feel cold for this I speak bluntly
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| Direct delivery as on the disk
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| At least I told you honestly
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| You've been too far behind
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| Now I don't wait for you anymore
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| I often think of you, I close myself
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| I exclude myself in the dark
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| I feel naked
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| Raw this project seriously squeezes
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| It makes you an object and object of desire
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| Yeah there's nothing wrong with it but when
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| They will tell you that you are not bad at all
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| It is the story of a boy who grew up on asphalt
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| Pointing high where the sky is cobalt blue
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| Raw, merciless, direct
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| But always too sincere
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| I am stopped at that moment
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| When you told me
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| Raw, merciless, direct
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| Today I speak to you like this
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| Today I speak to you like this |