I see that you speak my language...
I rap in front of the mirror with a face of few jokes.
I'm in the zone, praying that he bites canvas
you know is like this brother, the game is over
I know my destiny, Knowledge
is to finish them all, before they finish me
and I have you within reach, time does not matter to you
I still fear the end, there is a shot at the worst enemy
New memories, playing to grow with you
the lungs don't fill even when I breathe
I don't even look at you anymore I'm not just a kid anymore
without a parachute to help me in the void.
Smell of leather, spices, grass and no money
open my eyes and get out of that hole
several trips from the back seat
being up in one hundred and back to zero
I don't know anyone, and I no longer trust
the train from Vienna and me dying of cold.
Red lights, photos in chemicals
and at the present they call it New Memories
Back up, welcome to my life
I am still one of my own league
talking nothing, putting my finger on the sore
there are three locks that They take away my exit
Lights and shadows, the future in one hand
the last row of the old Apollo theater
I write alone, it is better than accompanied
in the dark it is better always distinguish the gold
And there is no way, heads and tails, the same coin
Santa Cecilia and the occasional new face
time flies, that's why time doesn't reach me
The stock market falls while another plane takes off

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