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• Artiste: Agent 51
• Titre: Designed
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Here I am a soldier, slowly sinkin' in the Quicksand of the past Got no recipe. Muffins won't rise And the margarine's goin' fast My walls are blue Colors won't with the red door still in sight I think of you The sky caves in and my eyes are stabbed with light Hurt me Hate me Help me Who's gonna save me? Walk a thousand paths and Babylon itches With the shifting of the social scale Like a castaway Rabbit yells back and the register rings "no sale." Don't nail the lid I'm still breathin' and my heartbeat's goin' fast Not givin' in Maybe I'll get lucky and I'll find Inner peace at last What's my destiny Whoa no that can't be Just look and you'll see Want self sufficiency Whoa no that can't be What's my destiny Slavin' to the grind, workin' overtime Whoa no it can't be