| I have no idea if I put everything in my luggage
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| But I have a little more and I'm out of town…
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| Flashbacks, I have light bulbs in my eyes
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| I don't know anything concrete, wish me luck…
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| Emotions - Everything is intense
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| Strange, it's like a huge déjà vu
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| I feel stressed, I need to recover
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| If that's God's hand, it's definitely a test!
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| The driver just says shit to me
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| He kept talking, I didn't listen to him
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| What I have on my mind, he will never know…
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| Nene, don't ask, you don't understand anyway, no
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| How can I explain it to you? |
| How do you know?
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| I don't even know how to define your concept '
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| I heard a shout that said:
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| "Get up, stop sleeping and go after your dream!"
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| I see this city in the rearview mirrors
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| What is the destination?
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| I'll find out later
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| If I don't leave, I won't know
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| But now I know I'm at risk
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| Too bad you were stupid and panicked
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| I was poor, but ready for life
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| You didn't want to come because you weren't safe…
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| And in the end, you are not to be condemned
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| I know you hate the streets I've been on
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| That I liked to be broken, with the bullshit posted
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| Sorry, I didn't see a lawyer!
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| I thought we were both in my movie
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| But you disappeared when I struggled
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| And now, do you have the guts to think that maybe?
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| Maybe, maybe… But you can't
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| That I see this city in the rearview mirrors
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| And I notice that looking back, it seems to hurt
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| I look away, I see the dream with my own eyes
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| I told you I would succeed when I was a child…
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| I see this city in the rearview mirrors
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| What is the destination?
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| I'll find out later
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| If I don't leave, I won't know |