This is a train travelling to nowhere
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A sure and checked recipe for failure
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This is not about ruffians or women
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It's about me and my decision to walk out
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Everybody writes in white and black verse
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Every other day I write verses in grey
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Hey man, truth is always in the middle
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Suffering rape and abuse as if you don't know
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Tira mi su, I'll give you a good recipe
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So that your head explodes because of smoke
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you'll feel like Ceausescu in the rostrum
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and I'll blow your brains out with a gun
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Take my hand brother and see if I'm cold
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Some bullets have gotten right into my soul
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I'm not worried, everything passes
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If we can't find strings some sticks will be ok
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Maybe here I tried to prove it can be done
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I bumped into the floor, the ceiling and the tables
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Maybe in Matrix this would work just fine
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Didn't like it? You should read some other fables!