I have this condition, you know ?
you know my friend
I´ve been thinking about my young days
It´s not that I´m
draw your conscious
with a grip held tight
don't let it go
or
Perfect nature
has its way
of showing us
just exactly who we
So unexpected
in that fraction of a frame
Caught only by reaction
Amongst
and if you didn't care
you wouldn't have called
or pretended not
When I was a young boy
Never thought I could reach
When
The biological ones who made me grow
Laughed and spat on
It's not the Sun that burns
But your eyes that give
A plate and a glass, again the same
Everybody pays for
Nothing else to do.....
Can’t wait to shoot someone....or die under
One denaying word, it´s all that you need
To make my
Tubes and conections
Carrying leading streams
Joints, intersections
Shaking mixi
look
open your eyes
I said:
"open your eyes"
just look
coward
look at their eye
My red T-shirt is not that red anymore
It wasn´t chlorine
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