| In this world of screams dominated by screams
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| How many lines of happiness scenarios will be defined?
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| Mind you my devil, twilight is your sheet
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| "Hit!" |
| Even if I say don't kill, I'll provide the rest
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| Good luck, days can't bring me red roses
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| It's like I'm a prisoner and once in a while I'm interrogative
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| And I'm a monkey babbling with myself
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| What is my mod?
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| Shake it, whatever the case!
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| Oh boy, what do you watch what's going on? |
| Your hopes must not die
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| Come and hold my hand!
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| I'm a tomorrow, don't shut your door
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| No body can stand alone
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| The closed box also wants to see the sun
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| Open your doors!
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| All these years I've been alone, man, my skin's gone
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| I've been carefree all these days, a single sentence wasn't enough
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| And I am offended by all this fate, where is my help in bad days?
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| It was a square in my youth, of course it was once
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| While me and my body were getting old, we never cared
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| Now there is no one by your side «Sagopa» My rap name
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| Tell me, how many fights did you get in with God (Huh?)?
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| You were also a young carriage head, your ambitions cut off your head with a line
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| (So) ghostly then the girl came in
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| I never saw (the) turnstile twist
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| (So) ghostly then the girl came in
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| I never saw (the) turnstile twist
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| respect
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| Let this be my last letter to my romance folks.
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| Dead answers be exclamation after offended questions if I need it
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| Deep pains and pains from my pin-damaged ear to my heart
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| A brute stabs an ax into his narrow conscience
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| Offended dialogues that make expressions sullen
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| Burns fire in the middle of my brain
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| My heart is inflamed, blood pressure drops
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| In every pain, my love gets infected
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| The sniper that you call Sagopa in one shot
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| My airways are damaged, the flux of the lung in nicotine coma
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| For me, who was forced to strive, life is saluted from the grave.
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| Inflamed grudges, find a pill for my pain
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| The pains are intense, let me have a dull double drink
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| I slept for a fool, I fell asleep, I was repentant to the second
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| Actually I was the dirt on my own hand, I couldn't solve my own stain
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| The reflections of your mirrors dazzle me
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| My mind is getting confused
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| The devil is lurking with his most beautiful words
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| The old boy is in a hurry, the memories of your wandering loves are on the walls
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| My lips wobble, the repetition persistently knocks on your door
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| Open or not, you know best
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| Don't forget; |
| locksmith opens every door
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| Life is 2005 miles with my car
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| Always the same poem in my ears
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| God save us
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| (So) ghostly then the girl came in
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| I never saw (the) turnstile twist
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| (So) ghostly then the girl came in
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| I never saw (the) turnstile twist
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| Rap Genius Turkey |