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When razors and skin, perform a dance show,
it will come, it will come
There's no more pain [there's no more cry] they won't dry your body
[It's so much hard] ignore this way [pretty benevolent]
But... I will not run...
[I will keep my way until the end], the guns below my bed...
Are reloaded...
[Repeat this, repeat this, get set], with hope bullets
I'm going to face my shades, [and] a champagne's glass
This is why, this is why [I'm not underground]
Yeah, your sickle, was not so
[harmful to] pass my shell,
[made to], protect me,
[against], the death's chimera
[See through, all my smiles, youll see not too much]
a mask for show some care, a prayer to see nobody,
the armored air cell's gags, the resonance of my voice
I'm going to face my shades, [and] a champagnes glass
This is why, this is why [Im not underground]
[Masks, prayers, gags]
a mask to show some care / a prayer to see nobody /
/ the armored air cells gags / the resonance of my voice
And yet I'm still writing my own drama,
without a happy ending,
The Stereotype of my tomorrow,
collapsed with the atmosphere