Letras:
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The pain will fade away as time goes by Your face won't seem so clear anymore... When I'm alone at night I won't dream of you No fear of memories anymore

for you waste my time or die for you won't spill my blood or go insane won't eat your shit or take the blame no hope-generation no hope for our generation [x

are paid i've given all that i can give milking my hard earned dollars and cents what will they tax my dead body next taxed to live [x8] we pay to