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• Artiste: Lost-minded
• Titre: Old Cowboy
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like an old cowboy riding his horse through the plains of the far west he's free to leave life's burden behind and like a child he lives at his best his shield is the speed of action to escape from gangster's traps his gun is the best of the weapons to keep safe his moral dilemma but when he's spent all his shells he's weak again then he needs ammunition to break the chains that link him to his death is the world a big game with no preset rules kill and burn until you've reached success if you go on the hill don't look for the fool cause he's gone to beat Jesus at chess where did our minds go and die were they afraid of being mold by modern times we lost them to not face our own truth deaf mute and blind to ourselves yes we are responsible for the slow death of respectful societies and of our lonely little Earth