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Murderer United States

Get out of my country
Murderer, murderer United States
You have used up us for years
Murderer, murderer United States
 
She antagonizes a state to another
She lies down in an ambush like a dog
She makes them shed their blood, she sells guns
Murderer, murderer United States
 
The brat who ate Japan
The only regret of the world
Hypocrite prostitute nation
Murderer, murderer United States
 
She fools people by saying that ice is water
We became unwary submissively
The world's nastiest
Murderer, murderer United States
 
The contemptible contagion of the human
The half of the world is vexed with her
The filthy wife of Vietnam
Murderer, murderer United States
 
Mahzuni Şerif, don't sleep through
The time is up, it got dark
Greetings from us to Vietnam
Murderer, murderer United States
 
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Dear Feeling

Why do they sway
Feathers that grew in my heart
In the center of my body
There are feathers that called 'feeling'
 
Swaying slowly without making a sound
 
In the morning, I feel stressed while standing
I want to let my depression and hired morality alone
Just avoiding everyday lives is difficult
 
Slowly and softly without a sound
 
DEAR FEELING
Why don't you, at least you stay with me
FEELING
If you leave me
I'll quit being human
 
Listen, someone is saying
'That will come soon.'
 
Sincerity that dangles from the neck
Loftiness that is worn around the wrist
They are beasts' property aquired by evolution
With no wings
With no tusks
With no horns
Can't even run fast
 
There is nothing, nothing
 
DEAR FEELING
I wonder what true joy is
FEELING
If you leave me
I'll quit being human
 
DEAR FEELING
 
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Inanition

[Single Verse]
I bet I'm a seer, I said it three or four years ago (what?)
That we're getting rockstars in time, gold record at Mom's house
We fucked everything up in France, Agartha Tour is sold out
I have to make up for my childhood (how?), put soda in the cognac (okay)
Shoot me, it'll give me buzz
I watch them vomit, I watch them die, I watch them, they make me laugh.
(Ahahahahahahahh) Ahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahh
Too much flow for them, they look like migrants, exhausted by swimming
With my prettiest jeans, head for heaven
She says I'm delicious, I'm just accidentally asking her name
I'm obsessed with money, Heaven is watching me
I know she's open, obscene like *Beep* at the hotel
The stage is ours, we don't have their views, but we sell as much as they do
Afflelou Rap game, his mother on her knees, her mother got tastes
Still too weird for your fucking Deezer playlist
I smoke Bulbasaur pollen and break its yarrow
Lightning strikes me if I ever buy a t-shirt (sponsored, man)
Too many career embryos, no more space in the freezer
20 years of minimum wage on a single tour (hey)
I pay my pint, it's my round, I make my bread, it's my batch (French Bakery)
Stoned all day long (hey), so much ploughing land
Sullyvan farmer, I harvest the wheat and I make Mrs. obese
Sunglasses do not protect from the sun (nah)
In me, the demon lies dormant, your grandmother the slave, your OBEY cap
For the epic, come and massage V-A-L-D-Kobe
V-A's doing money, like Penelope, I know, you're shocked
Don't get into rap, you're gonna lose feathers
93 in bus, 93 pitfalls
93 anvil, under the hammer of justice
Always remember that God created the prostitution
 
[Chorus]
Always more money, more fame, golden record and more hoes
Always more money, more fame, golden record and more hoes
Always more money, more fame, golden record and more hoes
Always more money, more fame, golden record and more hoes
 

I Beg You Bee Eater

I beg you oh bee-eater bird
You are journeying in their direction
Say hi to my loved ones for me
And tell me how they are and what happened
 
On the hills of the forgotten sun
On the leaf of the yellow sycamore
We fly and soar higher little by little
While the world becomes smaller
And with the fig orchards, October calls, my darling
So often with the silence of the turtle doves, I hear your voice call me
My night and my fear is that some night my family will wail
Secrets tire me and secrets sadden me, my darling
 

Seeing it

I can see a light in the dark
I feel it coming no other man can see it
 
You tell me to be quiet
to not do weird faces
I wish to see it too
but I can't see anything
 
What a pleasure I feel by seeing
what nobody sees
 
And you're again
telling weird things
the body makes a lot of effort
the look gets cloudy
 
Too close to me
I can see a light shining
 
No matter how much you explain me
I won't understand it
It isn't seen...
 
I saw it
it smiled at me and left again
I'm happy
Now I know I'm immortal
 
No matter how much you explain me
I won't understand it
No matter how much you convince me
I won't believe it
It isn't seen... It isn't seen...
 
I can see a light in the dark
I feel it coming no other man can see it
 
I don't see it Father Bormann
Blindness?
My eyes can't cry, can they?
 
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