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You hate anyone
Who takes from you
The attention you think should be yours alone
The attention It's just what you think has to be yours
Wrong attitudes
Promises not kept
that's all I made up µand your story
Badly written
And over time life gives you a slap
You try to polish it
But, but you say no you are understanding, that it is not good luck
That you are suffering, that it is not good luck, that you are suffering
Wrong attitudes
Promises not kept
Ã^ that's all that makes up your story
Poorly written
I dove deep, I took everything
To try to reach the end of a well
Of a dirty world, which only imposes itself on me
Principles, objects, bankrupt values
Principles, objects of bankrupt values
Recriminates people, speaks ill of friends
Victim of one's own existence
Victim of one's own existence
You hate anyone
Who takes from you
The attention you think should be yours alone
The attention you think should be yours alone
Wrong attitudes
Promises not kept
is alone It's what makes up your story
Poorly written
And over time, life slaps you
You try to polish it
But, but you say you don't understand, that it's not good luck
That you're suffering, that it's not good luck, that you're suffering
I dove deep, I took everything
To try to reach the end of a well
Of a dirty world, which only imposes on me
Principles, objects, bankrupt values
Principles, objects of bankrupt values
Recriminates people, speaks ill of friends
Victim of one's own existence
Victim, victim of one's own existence
Victim, victim
I dove deep, I took everything
To try to reach the end of a well
From a dirty world, which only imposes on me
Principles, objects, bankrupt values
Principles, objects of bankrupt values
He recriminates people, speaks ill of his friends
Victim of his own existence
Victim
That's all