No eye for an eye
Chickpeas under my knees
Lay me a crown of thorns
Your cross on my back
Your cross on my back
Pleasure
Pleasure
Suffering
Suffering
Waiting the disaster
You will smile
Tomorrow I'll be like you
Tomorrow I'll be like you
I won't pass the borders of your land anymore
Every gesture of yours will be mine
Every gesture of mine will be yours
Will be yours
I'm the dog of the owner with the whip

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