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When I look back to see what I have become I have to admit that I m made of little pieces
Every wound and every single stain of pain Every function of my brain s built without instructions There s just distortion And some confuse emotions
I m a function of misdeed? But I m standing and alive
That s why I m sad Why I m mad Why I m always on the run Without faith Without pain With that sickness on my chest (Un manual sin instrucciones)
I am like a broken vase with golden bonds Cause now I m wise and stronger
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Look what my job has made of me: All this money... All this greed...
That s why I m sad Why I m mad Why I m always on the run Without faith Without pain With that sickness on my chest (Un manual sin instrucciones)
Look what my job has made of me... But I m standing and alive!
That s why I m sad Why I m mad Why I m always on the run Without faith Without pain With that sickness on my chest
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