Nutshell · аккорды на гитаре · текст песни

We, we chase misprinted lies

We, we face the path of time

And yet I fight, and yet I fight this battle all alone

No one to cry to, no place to call home

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My gift of self is raped

My privacy is raked

And yet I find, and yet I find repeating in my head

If i can't be my own…, I'd feel better dead

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