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If you’re out in the darkness and you feel those winds of the night are you in for the night? come into the light and if you feel like you’re falling and you got no one by your side once again I invite come into the light I’ve been moved around so much I ain’t got no affiliations with any type of country with any nation united states of hysterical complacence I love the place I live but I will always be an alien with a number on my forehead imprinted like yeah you exist so long as do your digits so kick a midget like the U.S. foreign policy yeah keep control of the globe keep monopoly I grew up British with the jack on my f**king back lions in my f**king eyes child of the f**king times Letras de cancionesgrew up strong with a middle eastern father who couldn’t stand the middle east he couldn’t have been farther from an Arab I’m an Arab though take me home I see the strength that my people in the kingdom hold I see the ignorance too I see the stagnation religion casting you back into damnation there ain’t no virgins at the end of the light source only darkness and invertebral life forms so do me proud and smell the f**king qahwah the end is nigh yo this the 11th hour I love a sunburnt country a land of sweeping plains of ragged mountain ranges of droughts and flooding rains I miss the home that I never got to know memories of ‘mococars’ and little nana rose blood of the convicts running through my veins mama I promise I’ll return another day I feel the criminal twinge it’s in my mind-set grew up right but nonetheless the time kept a memory of the stupid things I did the foolishness of youth the repercussions that they bring so long I live I’ll feel guilty for my sins may they fix themselves in time I hope one day you'll forgive crystal seas like the colour of her eyes I miss you more than life wish I could go and find the open seas so I could lay out to breathe scatter the ash and release your memories This world’s a stage and I’m the last man behind curtains 900 seconds to get the world working I’ve been blown like winds across the globe I need a space to rest to exist on my own we're about 39 security protocols from the end of the world which would only be our fault this little planet of ours has much to give so keep your holy wars and the hatred that they bring and keep your covert military domination no fly-zone bullshit dissemination of your global megalomaniac agenda yeah bigger guns but the world won’t surrender father from Jordan mother from Australia born in the U.K grew up in America we're about to kill everything while we have it and take my word on this I’m a child of this planet From Letras Mania