I live naked before life
Licking the wounds that love left me
I live dancing with death
Playing with luck looking for a heart
That's why I rebel and stomp on the ground
And I say what I feel
This is me
Thing of the heart
Bullshit of life
They have made me feel, a wounded dove
I live holding people back
Screaming with my belly
Gentlemen here I am
That's why I rebel and stomp on the ground
And I say what I feel
That's who I am
Thing of the heart,
Whores of life
They have made me feel like a wounded dove

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