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So many hyenas laughing out loud
preying on our great happiness
So many traps, so many badly dealt blows
So many fears, not a chance.
That I feel like I'm in the suburbs rolling with brothers
I feel percent my time to be
I feel percent my time to be
in peace, to see some more sun, to imagine
So much cage to guard the innocent
So much free partying presidential
So many crosses, so much time scared
(You can't fight scared)
That in the suburbs rolling with brothers
I'm sorry for the time I've been here
I'm sorry for the percent my time to be
in peace, to see some more sun, to imagine.
Not even a million tours give the pain
that you have left for not being able to act
me I know that someday it will be you
the one who says stop to start.