| The feeling of suffocating so much that it is difficult to confide
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| Often disappointed by those who were wrong to show themselves
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| Or the wrong to meet the regret of not being wary
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| But it's our lives that we're playing and no one to get you out of this trap
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| Haroun 2001 is total paranoia
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| Ever since I seen some homies do little bitches worse than La Toya
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| Hard to show up, no one to confide in
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| The impression of suffocating your loved ones, you have to be wary
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| Apparently treason has made some his slaves
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| But those who think they hold the whip aren't always the ones who know
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| I take it badly about my life, I find it dirty, that's my opinion
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| Everyone is free to their opinions but should not play it friend-friend
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| Regrettable behavior, the art of appearing
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| The traitor's drug, that of pretense
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| The feeling of suffocating so much that it is difficult to confide
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| Often disappointed by those who were wrong to show themselves
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| Or the wrong to meet the regret of not being wary
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| But it's our lives that we're playing and no one to get you out of this trap
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| The reasons are many, trouble communicating
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| To confide, it's hard to put things flat for fear of being wrong
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| They seek to tame us to gain the upper hand
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| Trust people too much every time we're disappointed
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| Personally it makes me violent, if you take one you had been warned
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| As agreed when we mess around we assume
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| I smoke my hate in armored cones of bedo
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| When I come home, I always look behind the curtain
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| Days of hraymi that we can not tell
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| Sometimes I'm so ashamed no look I can meet
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| It's this destructive routine, that I try to break in vain
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| And this hypocritical silence that left us like dogs
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| The feeling of suffocating so much that it is difficult to confide
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| Often disappointed by those who were wrong to show themselves
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| Or the wrong to meet the regret of not being wary
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| But it's our lives that we're playing and no one to get you out of this trap
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| Better to walk alone than be with troubled guys
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| I never had too much choice and anyway it's all ''mektoub''
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| Sincere guys are rare here, frank people
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| We'll make it upside down for you for a few 100-franc notes
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| Gotta be in control and cool
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| Betrayal we've all experienced it more than 100 times
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| Trouble confiding and trusting since childhood
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| Life a long way there are only mocking looks
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| But there's never anyone when you have tears in your heart
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| It's hard to confide, to confide in
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| We prefer to be silent, to suffer in silence
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| The feeling of suffocating so much that it is difficult to confide
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| Often disappointed by those who were wrong to show themselves
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| Or the wrong to meet the regret of not being wary
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| But it's our lives that we're playing and no one to get you out of this trap
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| In the meantime, I walk in the shade, the scales can be heard on the tongue
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| And friends recognize each other in the long run
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| Got a life to do, too many enemies to run from
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| Get rid of it even if it's badass
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| Since I feel like I'm suffocating, I appreciate the discretion
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| Especially the ones that don't work under pressure
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| There are assholes that sicken me that I liked at first
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| And today between us there is too much difference
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| They say a friendship that lasts weeks is short
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| Uniting is not worth it if it's for us to separate
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| I lock up, I don't give my boundless trust
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| To those who fool me and put me to sleep...
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| The feeling of suffocating so much that it is difficult to confide
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| Often disappointed by those who were wrong to show themselves
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| Or the wrong to meet the regret of not being wary
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| But it's our lives that we're playing and no one to get you out of this trap |