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Last of the kind I amNot a mister, even knownIn a moment of weakness ILet you take me homeNow I'm blistered all overI'm a running jokeSome soul in a soldier's taleThat kindly chokesIt's not!It's not funny!I was not welcomed homeBut they let me sleep outsideAnd this is more than mostAnd they let me keep my lifeIt's not!It's not funny!This was my only crimeFor which I'm twice condemnedIf I picked only halfHow will all my body work?Cause they won't hold meThey won't even use my nameCause it fills them with angerAnd it fills them with shameLetras de cancionesSometimes I think I'll healHair sticking around my faceHead thrown to the sideEvery part of me separate pricedIt's not!It's not funny!Between the sand and moonThere is no place for meIf I seem seriousThat's the way of the wildernessCause they won't hold meThey won't even use my nameCause it fills them with angerAnd it fills them with shame! From Letras Mania