| Where are your medals
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| And who eventually became
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| We were taught from childhood
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| Believe everything that we said
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| Army of soldiers in god's blood
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| The truth is behind us
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| Children of the Internet of memes, alcohol, trippy and debauchery, after all
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| We did not choose where and with whom we were born
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| We curb the planet and save ourselves every day
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| The plane does not fly from the pirates of Somalia
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| Haters gave you a sharout from the lads (sharout)
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| Without you, I can’t understand where to turn this ball
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| Score a joint in the morning or go to bed early
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| Please uncle pull yourself together
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| We do not demand to understand just a little less boredom
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| Listen uncle, I can't be appeased
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| I was born to shine, again and again
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| An aperitif in hand will help you understand
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| What is temporary now, this hour has come
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| I will master the full superpower, I will never throw
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| Only if nits, then you will fly very beautifully
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| Beautifully score with a scythe playfully, I have the power
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| This is not satire, this is the best sativa (ay)
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| I crush the ganja on the fields, even though it’s too early to spin,
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| But it's never too early for me, I twist wounds
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| We fucked up the plans
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| But a lot of manna
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| We fucked up the plans like a black star
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| We fucked up life, it's not rock old,
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| But if we want, we will touch
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| To the star that is called the sun
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| We fucked up the plans like a black star
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| We fucked up life, it's not rock old,
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| But if we want, we will touch
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| To the star that is called the sun |