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I left my condo Saturday morning
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Coins were clanking in my pocket
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I bumped on my buddy on the way to the railroad station
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He was looking like he's escaping from everything he'd had
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And I asked him where he was going
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He told me that he didn't know
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But he just couldn't stay there.
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In the place where he was always feeling
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That one day after him they could come
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How in the world can it be
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That one can just be born so unlucky
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That his life is determined from the very beginning
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And he can look in the eyes of who's blamed for that
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Only from the sparkling screen
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Behind the cracked store's windows
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I patted him on the back and started to walk
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Staring at the ground
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I knew he was following me with his eyes
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I knew he was speachl
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# Come Here And Be Quiet
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Doze
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I'm just floating here cuz I'm feeling so lost
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Like an every soul that just can't tell the ocean from the coast
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Now I toast for you and I toast and I toast
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Doze. Snap. Crack. Oh shit he's overdosed.
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Sitting round the table with a huge peace of cake.
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Don't look at others eyes cuz looking at my own mistakes
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Observing where it's going. Not hoping. Not mourning
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Cuz everything is can change on the saturday morning
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I wasn't born like this.
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Does every motherfucker really think he's a priest
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Tell em all! Tell em all that you're king. or you're prince.
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All I want is just come there and get it.
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Fucking Dickheads
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I can have
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I can have
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I can have whatever you think I have
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Entering a supermarket
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I can have a knife to stab you in an empty aisle
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But it would make you miserable
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So you think, ah fuck it
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We're better than this, huh?
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We're all people, after all
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But pardon me, ain't it always about people
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When shit goes south.
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Or you think I'm goon.
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So what now?
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So fucking mean, so fucking lame
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Who can blame you for being so polite or so naive?
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But I'm telling you, it's a lie
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We're not better, we're the worst
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I'd better be a storyteller
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But this story wants me to be a part of it
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I'm so lost, I'm so lost
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So what now?
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It's not trustworthy
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And it's not about trust, it's about worthiness
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I want to be a bookworm
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But I don't have time for anything I'd want
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I'm a resource for this freaking time.
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It's slowly sucking all the energy out of me
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And turning it into death and suffering
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For anybody around me
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So what now?
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I'm a goldmine
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Stuffed with blood
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But ain't you the same?
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Or you don't believe it, luv?
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I'm just playing, it's not for real, is it?
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But you're snorting another coke line
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And your future is instantly turning bright
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Until the first gulp of beer
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And then everything is back to normal
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Everything is normal again.
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Everything is OK.
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So what now?
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Your action?
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What now?
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What's next?
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I can have whatever you think I have
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Entering a supermarket
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I can have a billion dollars to give you as goodwill gesture
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But you wouldn't believe it, because deep in our souls
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We are all greedy fucking assholes
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And we know that everybody is the same
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Everybody is the same
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So what now?
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We're alive and hence we're not dead
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But ain't we dead because our hearts are still beating
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And our lungs still can consume some exhausted air
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Like straight from the tail-pipe
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Still fresh, still hot
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Or because our minds are not clouded
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I'm mental, and so are you, aren't you?
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Either now, or later
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Either now, or later
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So what now?
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Your action?
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What now?
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What's next?
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I could have whatever you thought I'd have
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Entering a supermarket
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But after all I've got my shopping bag and some euros in my wallet
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To buy some shite because I'm a living exhibit
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Of freaking unconscious consumption
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And a victim of advertisement and imposing of interests
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Boring, huh
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# Evil eye
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## allanger
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```
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I
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I’ve got an evil eye
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I’ll say jump
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And you’ll only say how high
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I
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I’ve got an evil eye
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I will look at you
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And you gonna die
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You gonna die
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I’ll rape you - that’s love
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Look at my head - brain’s off
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Flesh and bones - that’s enough
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I ain’t gonna let you run
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Ain’t gonna let you
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You woke up - there’s no one
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I ain’t gonna let you run
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Ain’t gonna let you
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Never mind cuz I have none
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Always yours - no one
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Wrong wrong wrong wrong
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No No No No No
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I
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I’ve got an evil eye
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I’ll say jump
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And you’ll only say how high
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I
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I’ve got an evil eye
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I will look at you
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And you gonna die
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You gonna die
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I’m protected by the drugs
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Wanna be happy? Don’t give a fuck cuz
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I ain’t gonna let you run
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Ain’t gonna let you
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Fucked your life today
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Never mind cuz I have none
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Always yours - no one
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Wrong wrong wrong wrong
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No No No No No
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You gonna die
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I
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You gonna die
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I'm now a plane with just one wing, and no one's gonna land it
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The whole city starts to crumble down cuz the earth shakes
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Maybe I've never succeded no matter ho hard I was trying
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Who can tell me, what it's all about
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I only know It's all right, cuz I'm no more your dog
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Nobody warmed me how far it could go
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Nobody warmed against becoming football
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Just a one of them I used to say. Just a one of them
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It's all about me now i'm becoming simple man
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Many things're moving around but nothing moves around me
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I would like to be the one with who you wanna talk about it
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It's not a runaway
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Where are my
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Every step I've made is just a step that I've heard about.
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I'm so fucking mental that I'm just giving up
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The only time I've done my best I've spent a day in the jail
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Like standing for what you believe in's no more than dirt on the trail
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Let's talk about it, about anything that's fucked up
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Then get drunk and pick a fight in that ugly pub
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I wished I could've done something great after loosing a faith
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I used to fear beiung no one but I'no more afraid
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That's just a shame pain
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# Wasted Time
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## allanger
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(verse)
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It’s up to you no more
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Wanna get that high but got that low
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Once you realize how much time you've spent
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You’ll cut it out in the end
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Fucking 'brick by brick' make me sick
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A brand new day - the same old shit
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There’s no future now it’s alright
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Destination: suicide
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I’ve got nowhere to go
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I’ve got nowhere to go
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It's crystal clear
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But I can see no road
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It’s just new world disorder
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Meant to raise us but we slowly go down
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Fucking scavenger watches us dying
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It’s a wasted time
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It’s a wasted
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Wasted time
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(verse)
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It looks like a fucking joke
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I’ve found a door to life but it’s locked
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I just wanna loose my mind
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When they talking ‘bout my rights
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Ain’t no suffering no one suffers
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We are ready you won’t stop us
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You can’t kill what’s not alive
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Shut the door and say goodbye
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We’ve got nowhere to go
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We’ve got nowhere to go
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Someone fucked up
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Building new world
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It’s just new world disorder
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Meant to raise us but we slowly go down
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Fucking scavenger watches us dying
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It’s a wasted time
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It’s a wasted
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Wasted time
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(verse)
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It’s up to you no more
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Wanna get that high but got that low
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Once you realize how much time you've spent
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You’ll cut it out in the end
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Fucking 'brick by brick' make me sick
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A brand new day - the same old shit
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There’s no future now it’s alright
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Destination: suicide
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(chorus)
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We’ve got nowhere to go
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We’ve got nowhere to go
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Someone fucked up
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Building new world
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It’s just new world disorder
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Meant to raise us but we slowly go down
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Fucking scavenger watches us dying
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It’s a wasted time
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It’s a wasted
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Wasted time
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It’ a wasted time
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(It’s a wasted time)
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(2X)
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There is no place to hide
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Show me any sign that it's alright
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I've had enough of breathing heavily under that pressure
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I've seen enough to tell when you're at the threshold
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When every one I knew was gone, I forgot the way to my home
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When everybody told I was so wrong, I've forgotten the place I should've gone
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```
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We're here side by side
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But you've got a slabber flowing down your nape
|
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|
We're here side by side
|
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|
But you've got a slobber flowing down your nape
|
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|
Marching through the valley where all your relatives
|
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|
Are hanged by their necks
|
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|
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|
I would like to know what kind of fear you reflect through your eyes
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I remember you bragging about not giving a fuck, still does it feel nice?
|
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|
Step by step, we're all getting closer to something
|
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|
That nobody knows for sure, and everyone tries divining.
|
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|
Why so reflective now. Buzzkiller or what?
|
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|
I don't mean to bother, but your reflection will matter once you get your knot
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I wanna be needing to know
|
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|
How to use them nasty habbits
|
||||||
|
Like bragging about something
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Mate's bragging bout being in a pen
|
||||||
|
But would it be no acc
|
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|
```
|
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How're you doing sir? Oh, that chilly night!
|
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|
The bench reminds you how your lover's died.
|
||||||
|
Is that a new excuse for how you live your life?
|
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|
I only have one question, if you don't mind
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Can you tell me how these kids alright?
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
There is no hurry, I bet your schedule's light
|
||||||
|
I am the only guest, there is nothing inside.
|
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|
I've been told that you're gray, but I'm colorblind
|
||||||
|
The life's so hard, I see these tears in your eyes.
|
||||||
|
It's not a misery, a lack of cigarettes.
|
||||||
|
Cigarette burns on your hands, they make no difference
|
||||||
|
Oh, such a poor boy, you're always treated bad.
|
||||||
|
Is that a child who is so lucky to have you as a dad?
|
||||||
|
Gotcha, gotcha, gotcha, gotcha, it's not your fault
|
||||||
|
You didn't even want him, but an abortion you couldn't afford
|
||||||
|
Or maybe it's too cruel to take someone's life?
|
||||||
|
Of course, it's better to see how on the street he dies
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
You're not a broken heart, you're a broken soul
|
||||||
|
Even not a human being, just a fucking soak
|
||||||
|
Trying to blame everybody for your suffering
|
||||||
|
But the only one to listen yto you, is you son
|
||||||
|
I mean, not because he understands, no way
|
||||||
|
He's just to fucking young to have something else to say
|
||||||
|
Brutal nature, nothing more, the food chain
|
||||||
|
You're telling that you love him, but you're a fucking crook, lame.
|
||||||
|
Nobody, not even the rain
|
||||||
|
Is shedding tears over you, ain't it insane?
|
||||||
|
It won't take any longer, don't bother bout your time
|
||||||
|
I only have one question, if you don't mind
|
||||||
|
|
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lyrics/allanger-lyrics/something.md
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|
|||||||
|
I can't turn back unless I'm a driver
|
||||||
|
The dor is locked but I'm fine, though
|
||||||
|
Hey boy you don't have to cry now
|
||||||
|
Hey boy you don't have to cry now
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Have a gun and go and go and go and go
|
||||||
|
Never look back and go and go and go and go
|
||||||
|
Have a gun and go and go and go and go
|
||||||
|
Just never mind and go and go and go and go
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
Feel free to get
|
||||||
|
|
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lyrics/allanger-lyrics/tired.md
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lyrics/allanger-lyrics/tired.md
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|
|||||||
|
I'm tired of being scared
|
||||||
|
I'm no more wanna be afraid
|
||||||
|
I'm tired of being scared
|
||||||
|
I'm no more wanna be afraid
|
||||||
|
I'm tired of being scared
|
||||||
|
I'm no more wanna be afraid
|
||||||
|
I'm tired of being scared
|
||||||
|
I'm tired of being scared
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
I'm tired of being scared
|
||||||
|
I'm no more wanna be afraid
|
||||||
|
How to dive deeper in the brain
|
||||||
|
And find a reason to escape
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
When you're surrouned by predators
|
||||||
|
You are or a leader or a victim
|
||||||
|
Just close your eyes and start to howl
|
||||||
|
And hope you're the one they gonna listen to
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
|
||||||
|
|
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