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I m an animal
I m a victim
I m the answer to your prayers
I m a witness,on a witch hunt
I m the monster up the stairs
I m the ghost that s
In the mirror
I m everything that you fear
I m a ripped heart
I m soul-shot
I m the voice that s in your head

I ve seen it all
Still can t taste it
Smashed to the wall
Brought me to my knees
I ve done it all
Fucked up, wasted
Still in my blood
Now inside i m seen

I m the hunted
I m the predator
I m the answer to the riddle
I m the up-beat
I m the hurt-fuck
I m the window smashed in the middle
I m the player
I m the naive
I m the one who s not addicted
I m the logic
To the fuck up
I m the broken one who fixed it

I ve seen it all
Still can t taste it
Smashed to the wall
Brought me to my knees
I ve done it all
Fucked up, wasted
Still in my blood
Now inside i m seen
I ve seen it all
Still can t taste it
Smashed to the wall
Brought me to my knees
I ve done it all
Fucked up, wasted
Still in my blood
Now inside i m seen

I m just a child with the tears in it s eyes
I am holding this gift that is broken
what do I have
left now

I ve seen it all
Still can t taste it
Smashed to the wall
Brought me to my knees
I ve done it all
Fucked up, wasted
Still in my blood
Now inside i m seen
I ve seen it all
Still can t taste it
Smashed to the wall
Brought me to my knees
I ve done it all
Fucked up, wasted
Still in my blood
Now inside i m seen

IQBAL
Petit homme de quatre ans
Vendu pour quelques francs
D indifférence

IQBAL
Enchaîné à son banc
Comme ces millions d enfants
Privés d enfance

IQBAL
Condamné au travail
A tisser vaille que vaille
Sans voir le jour

IQBAL
Interdit de tendresse
Interdit de faiblesse
Privé d amour

ESCLAVE
Le mot claque comme un fouet
Sur tous les droits bafoués
Des enfants gris

ESCLAVE
Le mot traîne comme une chaîne
Et le...

With him thinkin about me.
Huggin me and kissin me.
Say that you re dreamin bout me.
So what the hell ya doin wit me?
On the phone, tellin me what he does wrong.
Can t keep singin that same song.
Girl, it s obvious that you need to be with me.

[Chorus]

Baby, I know that you...

Życzę Ci byś zawsze potrafił śnić
I byś żył pełną piersią
Byś się dobrze bawił – ale by przeważała trzeźwość
I z drugą połówką byś wkrótce tworzył jedność
By nie brakło funduszu i nie od jego blasku nie oślepnąć
Byś dobro miał w duchu rozwijał...

Empty glasses made of plastic,
So unlikely and fantastic,
I might cruise in coffee houses,
I m returning naked glances

But if the mediocre [vision ...] you boring,
You start a conversation on American short stories

Don t even, don t even...

Down in the financial zone,
The steam comes from beneath the pavement,
High on stress or high on speed,
Nobody wants to know,
Broken vending machine and yellow paint,
Smells like nothing and smells like plastic chemicals,
Nobody wants to know, no