You want more, the best out of me. And when you?re done sucking you?ll just search for another victim. But I?m not one of you. What they said you?ll keep on ignoring and it?s so sad, you?re fated to end up burning and you?ll take us all with you. Do you know my name? Do you know I?m untamed?
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Because he was called young man, he was also called road, travel of gale. He doesn`t remember if he looked back at the first step. Because they were called men, they were also called dreams and the dreams never get old. Among so many tear gasses they stay calm. And there goes another day. It`s enough to count the pace, it`s enough to count on yourself, because the blaze has no wick. Off of everything are made songs. And the heart on the curve of a river, and there it goes, and there it goes. And the river of pavement and people, spills through the slope, blocks the curb. Corner, more than a million. I want to see, so, the people, the people, the people.
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You want more, the best out of me. And when you?re done sucking you?ll just search for another victim. But I?m not one of you. What they said you?ll keep on ignoring and it?s so sad, you?re fated to end up burning and you?ll take us all with you. Do you know my name? Do you know I?m untamed?
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Because he was called young man, he was also called road, travel of gale. He doesn`t remember if he looked back at the first step. Because they were called men, they were also called dreams and the dreams never get old. Among so many tear gasses they stay calm. And there goes another day. It`s enough to count the pace, it`s enough to count on yourself, because the blaze has no wick. Off of everything are made songs. And the heart on the curve of a river, and there it goes, and there it goes. And the river of pavement and people, spills through the slope, blocks the curb. Corner, more than a million. I want to see, so, the people, the people, the people.
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Because he was called young man, he was also called road, travel of gale. He doesn`t remember if he looked back at the first step. Because they were called men, they were also called dreams and the dreams never get old. Among so many tear gasses they stay calm. And there goes another day. It`s enough to count the pace, it`s enough to count on yourself, because the blaze has no wick. Off of everything are made songs. And the heart on the curve of a river, and there it goes, and there it goes. And the river of pavement and people, spills through the slope, blocks the curb. Corner, more than a million. I want to see, so, the people, the people, the people.
Writer: André Zinelli, Diego Poloni, Rafael Poloni
Copyright: Lyrics © Tratore
Copyright: Lyrics © Tratore