| Lying on the concrete floor
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| The friends around me, four concrete walls
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| The silence inside doesn’t tell the truth
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| Outside people i don’t know
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| Tell me what they’re waiting for
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| I close my eyes that i won’t see
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| Swears in the name of crusifix
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| Squeezes his talisman for kicks
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| Too many people think too many different things
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| Chaos, all insanity
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| Measuring the pain from me
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| Lying here, can’t do anything
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| Unsatisfied with human rights
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| My mind just filled with those dark sights
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| That you spread now on TV
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| What’s the impression you wanna hide?
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| Blessed be the icon of our times!
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| So let’s stay indoors, beware of the dark
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| New York
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| New York
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| New York
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| I don’t like to see your place
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| Living in unbalanced embrace
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| Behind the smile it feels unsafe
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| Without knowing what you praise
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| Someone’s just telling how it is
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| And people swallow that peace of shit
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| The times, they have not changed at all
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| What’s the impression you wanna hide?
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| So blessed be the icon of our times!
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| Let’s stay indoors, beware of the dark…
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| New York
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| New York
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| New York |