Thirty Three
Cesar Chouraqui & The Idem Colony
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Dig the same lack in every being Put the same faith in every wound Take a look at the dirt stuck under your booth And the chains burns my wrists Wear out the rat waving a piece of bread he will never get Did you shoot him dead? How much you make him cry Do they hear the blow in hell Did it make you feel all right? Our lives are changing lanes Our streets don't reach the same path And if i cut the power i still hear them in the night For a broken glass; my hands bleeding, bleeding And I'll keep these colors for you Did you shoot him dead? How much you make him cry Do they hear the blow in hell Did it Make you feel all right Have you feel his pain? Does the blow beaten him down The cracks on his head Did it make you feel all right? Did It make you feel all right? Light a bra in our sleep Did It make you feel all right? The world holds he's breath These sweets ain't for free
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