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• Artiste: Slaves On Dope
• Titre: No More Faith
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Locked in your cell You think that you would have learned All that time to think about it Still, you mix that vodka with the cranberry Bring back the past cause The past is not broken [x3] Say what you want say its not fair You lie to the world To live with yourself Say what you want say its not fair You try to reform But the storms still inside You make me wonder what you're like high Cause face to face You seem like a gentleman The grass is green right where you're standing Bring back the past cause The past is not broken [x3] Say what you want say its not fair You lie to the world To live with yourself Say what you want say its not fair You try to reform But the storms still inside Say what you want say its not fair You lie to the world To live with yourself Something that you wanted to climb Anything you see can be A spot-on illusion You're sick with confusion I try to deceive you But it doesn't reach you To the world To live with yourself Say what you want say its not fair You try to reform But the storms still inside Say what you want say its not fair You lie to the world To live with yourself