| Either my brain is officially sick, or my blood is cancerous
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| I produce pistol, I do military service
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| Where I sowed bullets, my harvest came true
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| Every moment in Bur, every city is the capital of war
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| There are lies all around; |
| evil essence, false intelligence
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| The false loyalty that appears when you look at it like this
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| And the blood flows in the street under the rain
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| Spilled blood, not sweat; |
| only blood spilled
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| So they got nervous from the words
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| Which words got tired because they became my ambassador
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| In my mid-20s came the last stop
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| I'm so tired I'm climbing on my own shoulder
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| A cure is my pen, here is my body, always blood
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| My bitch destiny look, don't bury what I wrote, there is only one
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| When you kill the grief, Shanishar is a young executioner
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| I have on my mind to leave this world and not return.
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| Be my voice when I'm alone on the streets
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| I'm a prisoner in the frost, my life is always the same
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| Every day I write the same mediocre or a cure while scribbling
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| Be my voice when I'm alone on the streets
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| I'm a prisoner in the frost, my life is always the same
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| Every day I write the same mediocre or a cure while scribbling
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| You be my voice, be my voice, be my voice
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| Whatever I do, my life is tense and my path is hazy
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| There are mountains around, formed by my troubles
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| Doomsday is before me; |
| come on, listen, breathless
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| Today I left the walls and talked to myself
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| While it was spring, winter came suddenly, it rained on the other hand
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| And the ships are leaving the port now
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| My vision is clear but there is black everywhere
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| Mom, you don't understand either; |
| at least tell me, who will understand?
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| It was difficult, the course of the lies with me
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| As I write, I have succumbed in battles and positions.
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| And now I'm watching, a giant curtain in front of me
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| Answer God come on where is the love you promised?
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| In its essence, every good thing had a great condition.
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| For some reason, tomorrow was so far away from time
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| I was judged by cruelty, I forgot your beauty
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| How many useless songs are left in my life?
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| Be my voice when I'm alone on the streets
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| I'm a prisoner in the frost, my life is always the same
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| Every day I write the same mediocre or a cure while scribbling
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| Be my voice when I'm alone on the streets
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| I'm a prisoner in the frost, my life is always the same
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| Every day I write the same mediocre or a cure while scribbling
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| You be my voice, be my voice, be my voice |