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What are you asking me for, it's not my god damn history.. What do you hope to find here, there's nothing left as you can see... When the beatings all began... We began to scream and run, but the current pulled us down and the smallest ones were drawn... Now we sit and drink all day and sing their songs of praise.. What are you asking me for, it's not my god damn history.. What do you hope to find here, there's nothing left as you can see... There was something in the waves, that arrived to take our place... We were broken one by one by the angels in the sun Now we sit and drink all day telling tales of the yesterday... and always seems the same... Letras de cancionesWhat are you asking me for, it's not my god damn history.. What do you hope to find here, I thought I made it crystal clear We learned a lot about the art of contradiction We learned a lot about the company we keep We learned a lot about what keeps us all together.. I'm with you.. Until the end... What are you asking me for...... What are you asking me for, it's just my god damn history.. What are you asking me for, it's just my god damn history.. With the beatings held again... (Thanks to In for these lyrics and to InMotion for these corrections) From Letras Mania