Lyrics:
one
Who always inhales
Paris is stale
And it's war if we fail
And in the migrant hotels, they never sleep, they never will
Their souls are
one
Who always inhales
Paris is stale
And it's war if we fail
And in the migrant hotels, they never sleep, they never will
Their souls are
it! This technique’s fucking ancient
They make you believe you’re agent
It gives motivation to work for corporation
To blame in underpayment migrants
inhales
Paris is stale
And it's war if we fail
And in the migrant hotels
They never sleep, they never will
Their souls are crumblin' like a dirt-clod hold
When the fists of winter fly, driving bones into the snow
Blackened frostbitten nights, vodka running dry
The statues cloaked in white and migrants
Knastfoto
Migrant, Migrant, Migrant, Migrant
Flüchtlingswelle, wir kommen in 'nem Transport
Migrant, Migrant, Migrant, Migrant
Echter Rolex, gefälschter
games
So I just play for keeps
New audiences building boxes for me
But I know better my father warned me about these coffins
You don't want to fit in like
materialistic inhabitants
Stressful in their lifestyles
Migrants emergin' from miles apart
Depart from their birthplace to metropolitan KL
Infamous capital where
so many to the war, a war we didn’t need
The price we pay is great, for the freedom that we celebrate
Filling cages with migrants in the south, we see
no choice
Which country tells us you can achieve anything
But as a minority you're limited : that's the american dream
Which country has migrants in
factory
Now it seems like there's not much left to lose
Picking peaches with the migrants in the summertime
Didn't seem so bad at first but now I know
That
are on fire sir! Liar, liar pants are on
Fire Liar, liar
If this is not enough for us all to scream
Our southern border's pouring in a million
Migrant
on the pages
Of the Sun and other papers
They're
Lighting fires under racists
And the reckless that endanger
All the migrants in our nation, man it's funny
Cause
yet
I'd take you for a date
But there's one thing I cant relate to
Your fascist views "Shoot the migrants in the sea"
There goes you
There goes me
'n say again
We want justice now!
Cause we ain't no murderers
And, your Honour, we sure ain't no thiefs
We're just migrants in a land
Way too small for
and bracing for violence
Not chasing the diamonds or waiting in silence
It's patient and vibrant
The shape of refinement
It makes us migrant in a change
feeling inspired, Might pack this shxt up like it quiet
I seen it, I did it, I tried it
Riding my wave like Poseidon
My bish ain't from here like a migrant
The enigma lies broken
Searching for those precious moments
Reaching for a higher of existence
Like a newborn migrant in the void
I am smitten by
materialistic inhabitants
Stressful in their lifestyles
Migrants emergin' from miles apart
Depart from their birthplace to metropolitan KL
Infamous capital where
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