Anyone whose name is not a few pieces of property is punished
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The quota has been reduced
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Bass twist lamb, exile
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Thirsty, everywhere thirsty (wet);
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It gets drier here
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Everyone burns together
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Except that your hand gets hot
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There is nothing in the moment
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They do not know what water tastes like
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They do not know what color religion is
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Wow we are white
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The color of the glass commune for Serin
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Green for islands
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Yellow for delicate, red for opponent
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We all want to not be color blind in the world
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So we painted the world
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We are more powerful than the chameleon
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We are free from hyenas and vultures
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Between creatures in general
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Because we know we do not have a chance at all
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Let's not say anything
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Dad hit you, say I hit the ground
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Saying what car? |
Say win repair
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The floor is empty, well, you are weak
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Lie, do not stutter
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But do not swear, so be polite
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We even torment ourselves
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We hang between the room and the community
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Followers of Cyrus and Muhammad
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We are waiting for the embezzlement line
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We say we are superior if we are male
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Tehran is yours, I am on leave
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Facing the sun behind
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I walk, I swear
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I walk, I swear
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He killed the living life alive
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I'm no more facing the sun
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I walk, I swear
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I walk, I swear
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He killed the living life alive
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The bar in the hand means the flag
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No, it means Salafi in Qarchak
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Mrs. Turk, Mr. Takchorkh
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Addicted lady, her pants are two dice
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Grandma got tired and cursed
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That the idea of action is close to the guardian of good speech
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But who cares?
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What a filth in the eyes of the audience
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In one version of the lights
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How many kilos of film?
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Who knows the name of a writer?
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Just see if the armpit laughs
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Extend your hand
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Young force, lack of space
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It becomes a wet cinema
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Afghan force, lack of answers
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You can play all this
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That's everything's stagnant
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So why not young?
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They bleed every day
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Away from the snail jute
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Eight digits since the numbers
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This is not to see the loss
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But Baba does not have a night Five hundred tomans
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Now everyone looks like a sheep
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Tuormeh is the guard of the tail of a warm businessman
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Still a pack of fifty
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The prostitutes have become seventy hundred
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They say Sarpas is a specialist, born in 1970
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I hate men but
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Nice creditor manipulator
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So he rubs it with his lips
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The pain in the foot hurts
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Facing the sun behind
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I walk, I swear
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I walk, I swear
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He killed the living life alive
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I'm no more facing the sun
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I walk, I swear
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I walk, I swear
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He killed the living life alive
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Arnold Pushko's daughter yelled
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North Korea sent missiles
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Where is your source? |
Telegram
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The local baby is even cleaner than Mother Teresa
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But the human brain
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So the crocodile heart
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The place is bigger
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Do not panic
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The place, the army behind me
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That is, someone curses the dead side
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My place is my place
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I will not exchange it for anything
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I'm tired of it
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The family should not hear my voice
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It is not clear that the police chief met with Amin Agha Bareh Honeymoon
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We are not at all
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We are better than fat people who say hello to singing
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The product of the story is:
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As long as they are like us
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Do not hold the right hand of the pen
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To hold the table with the left hand
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They bite their fingers with honey
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Say goodbye
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Their eggs are so big that it is even known on my map
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The ground is full of bottles
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They are like dogs
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Dormon is full of friends
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They are stabbed in the vein
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Facing the sun behind
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I walk, I swear
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I walk, I swear
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Live life live |