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(feat. Fresh Body Shop) They said we had to share all this love we received But all this suffering I received unfairly What should I do with that ? Run... I remember I was seventeen Sleeping on her tomb Then the cold woke me up on the wet rock I felt like a trash Now those kids who like to call me tramp I don't mind being late at school again Everything is destroyed in my house I know I'll find my father drunk again I run, I run away I run, away from this The fire in my lungs The suffering in my legs Full of sweat, I blink I run to prevent from thinking Run, just run Letras de canciones I'm so tired of this... I've smashed up my drunk father's face I've killed all the kids Killed all the kids Killed everyone Fucked up with all of you now I run, I run away I run, away from this Why did you do nothing ? I'm so tired of this Did you really see nothing ? Are you proud of you ? I'm so tired of this (Thanks to Xavier for these lyrics) From Letras Mania