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I was in trouble full of thoughts looking the roof
I was out of the world for someone with nothing to prove
I was me like I always used to be
And you again tell the same fucken words
But I tell you that s the end folks
Thunder to your head
Thunder to your soul
Resurection recreation
Leave me alone
Go home
I was in dark full of enemies near
But again I have felt no fear
I was not retired to anything comes toward
But it is you that always close the road forward
But this is why you will never get an awar
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