White star in his pocket
The captain is stuck-up
I’m going to ends up
Coughing my lungs up
He has never struggled for nothing
With the slight of his hand
He will never take part of our band
Once upon a time where I lived
We had the glance of those who have killed
The glance of those who were not anymore afraid
The ravaged faces of those who come from hatred
Firefly of my flu
Lost its wings
Cause of you, captain good-thinking
Please don’t judge my glove
Violence is always hide on a little grove
Once upon a time where I lived
We had the glance of those who have killed
The glance of those who were not anymore afraid
The ravaged faces of those who come from hatred
Who am I on this track yes I fell in this mood
push me in hold me back I don’t try to be rude
but I am like that cat suffered from accumulated shit
Pass on now to you like…Comin’ through.
Got power, proud that I shout to the crowd
right now comin’ out through your speakers loud.
And for ours I reach you, surround you like thousands of clouds
filled with rain, filled with pain fallin’ down and touchin’ your skin
I sneak in your ear, go deep in, you fear
now you drop your first tear this year it’s not clear
Is it Self-pity, hopelessness, happiness or stress
That makes you cry, wanna die, I apology
no more wasted time till I own my first dime
in this music business, I invest all what’s left
From resources and forces I try to make the best.
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