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Whatever you do
whatever you say
this is the place where i would stay
you can not convince me
you can not buy off me
your words are become our worst disgrace
you're like a snake
around my neck
stole me the air
at every breath
make me an offer that i can refuse
to keep my self safe but i want to choose
The truth you preach is delicate and
don't you see? now your plain is fail so
just leave this place, get off the ball
the secret it's now discover
and each fear will face with bravely
just leave this place and don't say a word
I'm in re-arrange phase
my life need to change then
i refuse you and
i broke the chain so
this is the scene when you try to stay
with all your trick but there is no way
and i told you this-is-no-longer-your-place
and i told you that-i-never-want-to-see-your-face
you are a problem that i have made
and are something for i've already paid
The truth you preach is delicate and
don't you see? now your plain is fail so
just leave this place, get off the ball
the secret it's now discover
and each fear will face with bravely
just leave this place and don't say a word
For many years, too many times
panic attack try to break my mind
to break my nerv, and blind my eyes
to fuck everything i've got to fine
I've got a deal, there is no fear
not much that i not really want to feel
there is no pain, it's brain game
and i don't really want to go out insane!
Whatever you do
whatever you say
this is the place where i would stay
you can not convince me
you can not buy off me
your words not become my worst disgrace
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Words hurt
04:48
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The words hurt
in many case
it's like a dagger and flying
from my mouth to your ear
hit your heart pushes down,
and it brakes, and it brakes and it brakes
a million pieces fall...
The word hurts
like swords
when they come
too soon
and lowers
your defense
so frail
The words blur
make cloud
in a mind
so involved
you will
see what
is not!
Empty words
you can't hold
cut the days
as razor blades
after all
we can call
lies
Words of hate
words of fate
to keep a love
so waste
and now
we just have
TO GO!
What was a fire
now is expired
and left behind
nothing to fine
I'm sitting here
on what has been
which is now become
to a big heap of debris
The words hurt
in many case
it's like a dagger and flying
from my mouth to your ear
hit your heart pushes down,
and it brakes, and it brakes and it brakes
a million pieces fall down.
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The sky became dark
by nuclear exhalations
any kind of fuel will run out, run out
no work place, no future, no support or help
and now in this new world we just try, try to survive
We've shoot.
we're fall
straight to the ground
we've not really learned
to take care each other a long
we live to have
problems or bill to pay
and the time push against us
life won't wait
They made us believe that
their choices would saved this world
and we left him to do this
we've loaded, we've shoot, we're die.
They take me where
there is no way back home
i burn my self
and nothing of i was remains
they stolen us
a dignity of a men
I've seen too many hands
try encircle my neck
You think my vision of world is the worst
and this will not touch you
well let me say you have a target like mine
just behind the head
how many men you needs to see broke
before you try to do something to right
how many humans need to see burn
before you try to put a stop a fire
This old guys think they possess
the world in all we live
but they're wrong because
it have no owner and it was sold for free
it's yours, it's mine, it's ours it's yours
it's like lives
it have no owner and it was sold for free
it have no owner and it was sold for free
it have no owner and it was sold for free
it have no owner and it was sold for free
it have no owner and it was sold for free
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Just for run or for a walk
to stand up or to fall
take me in let me out
across the city and trough the town
drive me in to many place
where i can see so many faces
let i could know more than
other i thing i can learn
Small finger feet
take me in a safe place
hit the ground fora sprint
fast much fast hit on the street
Small finger feet
take me in the safe place
hit the ground for a sprint
run me close or away from this
run me close or away from this
run me close or away from this
run me close or away from this
All the shoes of my life
can tell you much more
on the way i take
can you see what i see?
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Sam Bell
05:24
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Three years it's a long long time
away from a home away from what is mine
Tess and Eve, my family, they miss me they miss me
two more weeks to come back from them just 2 more weeks
two more weeks and i go home
Weird feelings pervade me in this desolate place
complete with a big headache
a vision of you, a vision of you, try to fill my empty but isn't true
again and again and again and against, my brain my brain my brain is gone.
I found a man outside, in one of our vehicle, can you explain why?
he have my face, i begin to realize, he is a clone, it's an hallucination
It's all a lie, who am I, I'm a clone too? No I'm Sam Bell
I'm Sam Bell. I'm Sam Bell. I'm Sam Bell. I'm Sam Bell.
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