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Times I’ve been spending in my bed while I’ve been Walking for miles in my head I’ve got 6 string, an age of 60, my tears ain’t wet I’ve created the walls for rocks instead If you’d fire at me, fire at my gate Cause I’m not thinking thinking about tomorrow Someday I will find Times I’ve been spending in my bed cause I can’t breath no more, my engine’s dead I got a razor, razor, razor to cut my hear Letras de canciones I’ve got a real life soap the script is in my hands, wo wo Go away wow I’m famous Someday I will find I’m starving to death I can’t eat my bread Does anyone receive me, Does anyone believe me I’m starving to death I can’t eat my bread And I’m choking And I don’t know why you keep on judging me While they have already sentenced me to die Then I eat bread There’s nothing left, nothing for myself But for my weight, I’m losing weight Well you don’t walk with me, no no you ain’t me So tell me how the fuck can you say what’s thick and thin x Yvon From Letras Mania