Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
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I searched, but there is no one
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All of you are like one damn background
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Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
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People suffocate with warmth,
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But I came out of the shackles without knowing.
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Where is my cardiologist?
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Pitch darkness and me along the corridors
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Close your eyes and squeeze my throat
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squeeze my throat
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The gorgon fires on me
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Skinny bitch, mold corvalol
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I would stay with him
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But you can't tell your heart
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Mom, look
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(Did I bring them back to the streets of God?)
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But more often I want to go to the other side of the windows
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After all, I write just to not die
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Na, choke, I'll make a name for myself
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I will die by Icarus, I will remain only a myth,
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But a short flight is better
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Than wandering without wings
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The concrete sky won't accept us all,
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There's a reconstruction
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A broken heart is beating
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But convulsing
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Freedom knows no address, no damn street
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I'm scared to know
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That all dreams will someday come true
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Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
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I searched, but there is no one
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All of you are like one damn background
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Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
|
People suffocate with warmth,
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But I came out of the shackles without knowing.
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Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
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I searched, but there is no one
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All of you are like one damn background
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Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
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People suffocate with warmth,
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But I came out of the shackles without knowing.
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The streets stink from the mouth
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Time is running out
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I shout to him:
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- Fuck come here
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I'm lost in this gray skin
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Sun, I'm lost in this gray skin
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But don't lend me a helping hand
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From my own grave
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I finish my glass
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It's so half empty
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(So empty by half)
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I'm lost in this gray skin
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Sun, I'm lost in this gray skin
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And in the houses yellow, owl pupils will go out
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We are like hair in the system
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Almost escaped with you
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Tearing out the intercom with blood
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(In the village of fools?)
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I'm hysterical
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Come on, tell me
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tell me
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Tell me where is my home
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Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
|
I searched, but there is no one
|
All of you are like one damn background
|
Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
|
People suffocate with warmth,
|
But I came out of the shackles without knowing.
|
Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
|
I searched, but there is no one
|
All of you are like one damn background
|
Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
|
People suffocate with warmth,
|
But I came out of the shackles without knowing.
|
Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
|
I searched, but there is no one
|
All of you are like one damn background
|
Where is my house? |
Remind me where is my home?
|
People suffocate with warmth,
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But I came out of the shackles without knowing. |