Ken Ring djupa sar

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I feel pain let me ease my heart
Time stands still when life must be split
You think you find the right but the game ends up wrong
Everyone got their share but some died in their game
Some saw God and in the goal they were saved. br/>A street lamp In the shadow of the concrete
A train rushes by and creates life on the platform
Young people crush and get old men
Acid, E
Chaos in all the clubs
Night bus 198
More flow for those who wanted to rob
12's lift, piss on all the walls
Torget's lack
Alcoholics on benches who buy out all the young people on the system
Then says the state created the problem
Unemployed but you are called a job seeker
Stamps on paper, archives increased
Big families in refugee facilities
People look askance at all damn foreigners
Judge, never stop staying strong
Even if you're in a prison cell
Keep it cool
You're missed in town
See you outside the gate on a sunny day
br/>Never give up, even if it doesn't feel right
Remember what you've seen
Think about what's right
It's on fire, who has the water for the fire?
Put it out all flames and let God give you a hand
Pounders, alkis, social falls who struggled
This one is for the one left by the upper class
The soul is weak, feels deep wounds
After all the days, after all these years
I fight but the resistance is too strong
Deep Wounds
Deep Grooves x4

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