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Spit it out In my comfort zone, where I don't want to be alone, look this unpleasant throne, did they told you that they love you, and where's that gone. This fres tresh day full of spent cash Will you try me out tomorrow next with no words in my hair cup, where s the pocket rocket to smash, stay? I'm out in one day you'll say all right ney? Have you gone so far to see no darkness what else need to unpolute yard Do you wanna make me cry for the dances those producing scars I know you hate me as may flare, you ll better be okay to not delete my hornes I'm doing fine to keep the par, have a reason to breath and I smoke so far cause it depends what I give, and know that whats the control to made it live I have my storage full once a time, then is too much and I poke like a gray cloud in the bed day half a time and I don't plan about nothing, too rude to benefit your advices, protect more the good novices from the angars, May this apocalypse be relevant but the cars still clashing, The guns still flapping, The poisons stil flawks me The golds stil blinking And I still liking You still linking and me wood picking Fancy balancing and people still dripping, Me unrelevant peasan between my santi Cossa servi se no te so dir niente de bono, se me scaravento ancora nel stormo, se no go alibi de come sto attorno, se unicamente me sembra un bel giorno e ciapo tutto per comune bisogno Si me dispiazi che la vita svolta prima e dopo de co te se rimpiazi. Capirò mai che va ben come xe e che le ore conta più del caffè, Che star ben ze utopia, che co te da tutto i te porta via, che ormai ze tempi de salute e poesia Che mi non son abituà, che ghe vol tutto quel che forsi sarà, ma che mi ancora non lavoro più de un bicer de pla. Fellt like Noone else with a faith in everybody's twerk but me me Ain't good enough to be maker of my will, Lebenswerk I deny to poses my duties to turn the achieves. I do move and I do walk me is slow me is mold but well I detest to destroy am I right boy.