Pity, sin; |
my body rots
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Where is my rainbow?
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All my colors are pitch black
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Black news everywhere, everywhere a sea of troubles
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This is my picture, Alhamdulillah to Allah
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Pity, sin; |
my body rots
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Where is my rainbow?
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All my colors are pitch black
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Black news everywhere, everywhere a sea of troubles
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This is my picture, Alhamdulillah to Allah
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I'm not sorry, I'm offended all my hard days (Ah)
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We were so small, we were free; |
why did we grow up? |
(For what?)
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We weren't straight, we stretched the chest to all its hardships
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It's hard to be a big man, if it's not possible to be happy (Hard)
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We learned to curse, to all the scum that separated us
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We were compelled to the cliffs, we flew; |
we tied on cotton threads
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We drank whatever came our way, we never looked at dogs strangely
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We always had noisy dreams, we couldn't get used to the silences
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I can't believe my eyes mom
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I can't be protected even if I repent
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My shoes are in dangerous places
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Close your eyes, don't see me handcuffed
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I live what I know simply
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I write poetry for my future, what else?
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Hug me to your heart's content today
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Instead of what they can't find tomorrow and hug
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Pity, sin; |
my body rots |
Where is my rainbow?
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All my colors are pitch black
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Black news everywhere, everywhere a sea of troubles
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This is my picture, Alhamdulillah to Allah
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Pity, sin; |
my body rots
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Where is my rainbow?
|
All my colors are pitch black
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Black news everywhere, everywhere a sea of troubles
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This is my picture, Alhamdulillah to Allah
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thank you (Prr)
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There is no one left, but we are alive, thank God
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don't be sad dude
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What have I seen in this world, get what you get from the hereafter (Prr)
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So what else?
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Music surrounds my body like a disease and I swear
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I won't touch your cheap label, ya
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Take it, all your market (Wouh)
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Pass the months, owe your years (Ya)
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I met my most critical period (Ya)
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Alas to all of you;
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The beast inside me has now met with this music (Ya-ya)
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I burned it alive, it all caught fire (O)
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We locked good intentions in our vault (Ey)
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I took a breath from the clouds
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My soul slowly flew from the top of the skyscraper (Prr)
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Make sure fox always returns to this shop
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But closed shutters, don't look back this time
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Go on, listen to it, I'll curse you objection
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I get up from gold, Alhamdulillah to my God |
Pity, sin; |
my body rots
|
Where is my rainbow?
|
All my colors are pitch black
|
Black news everywhere, everywhere a sea of troubles
|
This is my picture, Alhamdulillah to Allah
|
Pity, sin; |
my body rots
|
Where is my rainbow?
|
All my colors are pitch black
|
Black news everywhere, everywhere a sea of troubles
|
This is my picture, Alhamdulillah to Allah |