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Oh..
In the street i walk
And lay.
No more of this shit..
I say..
Still i wait..
And wait..
Comes a car,
The spark..
Runs through my body.
I am afraid.
But it's too late.
Don't look back..
crash..
And lay.
No more of this shit..
I say..
Still i wait..
And wait..
Comes a car,
The spark..
Runs through my body.
I am afraid.
But it's too late.
Don't look back..
crash..
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