Sometimes I feel you
sometimes I feel you instead of the pain
the shame
the chain
you are in my blood
in my blood
oh poor place
I adore you
but free
in the head
and in my body
it is my body
that body
which lay there waiting
for the charity
or for a bullet
please listen to me
we believe in tomorrow
we need to live together
in peace and harmony
look how confuse we became
we look like different races
but we are one
we fighting one an other
but we are one
this will never end
so please listen to me
finish this writing
I am going drumming
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