I wake up with a bad mood
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There's no time to wait
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The hours go by
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Take hold of this money
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They lose colour
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Some nights, even your kisses lose their flavour
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Believe me we haven't changed
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Oh no!
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Change yourself
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Oh no!
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Believe me we haven't changed
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Oh no!
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Change yourself
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Oh no!
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Believe me
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I go out with an ugly face
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I'm a slave to my vices, what do you want me to do
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They said to me "If you don't risk your life, you'll be crushed"
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Hanging between applause and booing, I kill another track
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I saw friends leave
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Before the time
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With the sun
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With bad weather
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With only two euros in your pocket
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With dreams finished in euros
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Console me when I'm in para
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When the world collapses around me
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And I'm away from home
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And that we care about the problems
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We'll think about it later
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Send your friends away
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Let's take a picture
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I will take you far away
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I swear it's almost there
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Material things fill that void
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Many things have changed
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But we don't
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They have changed many things
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But we don't
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I keep those who love me close
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Fuck those who come back, those who go away
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With so many women and fame
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But you believe me we haven't changed |
You want to know how I am
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What we have left, I don't know
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It's hard to say no
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Oh no!
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Oh no!
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You want to know how I am
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What we have left, I don't know
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It's hard to say no
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Oh no!
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Oh no!
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I sleep late, I get up early
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I carry another gigantic weight on my shoulders
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I close it and then I go out
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I smoke it and then I go in
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Let us pass
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There are ten of us, be careful
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Too bad for you idiot if you don't hear me
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I write for myself not to make you happy
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You're not worth a shit
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You are just a simple user
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I'm all lost without the documents
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Luckily I have a twenty left in my pocket
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They say you can't
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They teach me to love what little I have
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I'll teach you to appreciate the little I give
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Call me and I'll answer
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Many things have changed
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But we don't
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They have changed many things
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But we don't
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I keep those who love me close
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Fuck who comes back who leaves away
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With so many women and fame
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But you believe me we haven't changed (eh)
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(Sons of bitches)
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You want to know how I am
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What we have left, I don't know
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It's hard to say no
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Oh no!
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Oh no!
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You want to know how I am
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What we have left, I don't know
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It's hard to say no |