Attaque 77 juguete

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If I were just a toy abandoned in a corner
Destined for the whims and cravings of the crowd
They would throw me through the air just like that
They would tear off each limb one by one
To then end up forgotten in a garbage dump
If I left free will, everything at the mercy of your ambition
My virtues, my precious brilliance, all my faith and my conviction
Today I would be nothing more than a I stop with emotion
A body consumed, defenseless and worthless
Condemned and without love, a spoil for God's sake.
Without the right without decision to scream
That the show does not It must continue
If I appealed to your empathy and sense of location
I trusted each person and surrendered to their reason
I would have been corrupted without compassion
I would have been used and discarded in any occasion
That disappoints the illusion of each person and their intention
Without the right without decision to shout
That the show should not continue, I am not a toy
No more!, the show must not go on

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