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Insensitivity
It's Christmas, I'm going to buy my child something special
An animal, a puppy so they can play
They separated him from his mother Just be born straight into that fucking glass urn
Use and throw away, it heats up the summer I have to abandon it
No one told him that the road would be his faithful and cold companion
No one told him that on the road I would die disemboweling in the ditch
Thousands of animals are the mortal victims of abnormal minds that have no sensitivity
Sensitivity
Dying under the wheels of a truck, serving as carnage e of cannon, fights in secret, terrible sessions of pain
Bastard experimentation, with total impunity
Behind the glass, on the highway you see them wandering
Without resting, they continue aimlessly searching for their old home
A scream in the night shook me, under the wheels of that damn truck
And it is not the end, tomorrow this story begins in another place
No one told him that the road It would be his faithful and cold companion
No one told him that on the road he would die by disemboweling himself in the ditch
Thousands of animals are the mortal victims of abnormal minds that have no sensitivity
Sensitivity
How are you able to abandon such a loyal friend knowing what his end is
I curse the person who is capable of mistreating an animal, what irresponsibility.
Dying under the wheels of a truck, serving of cannon fodder, clandestine fights
Terrific sessions of pain
Bastard experimentation, with total impunity

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