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Sepultura
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Inner Self / Beneath the Remains
Walking these dirty streets With hate in my mind Feeling the scorn of the world I won't follow your rules
Blame and lies, contradictions arise Blame and lies, contradictions arise
Nonconformity in my inner self Only I guide my inner self
I won't change may way It has to be this way I live my life for my self Forget your filthy ways
Blame and lies, contradictions arise Blame and lies, contradictions arise
Nobody will change my way Life betrays, but I keep going There's no light, but there's hope Crushing oppression, I win
Betraying and playing dirty, you think you'll win But someday you'll fall, and I'll be waiting Laughs of an insane man, you'll hear Personality is my weapon against your envy
Walking these dirty streets With hate in my mind Feeling the scorn of the world I won't follow your rules
Nonconformity in my inner self Only I guide my inner self
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In the middle of a war that was not started by me Deep depression of the nuclear remains I've never thought if, I've never thought about This happening to me Proliferations of ignorance Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Orders that stand to destroy Battlefields and slaughter Now they mean my home and work
Who has won? Who has died? Beneath the remains
Cities in ruins Bodies packed on minefields Neurotic game of life and death Now I can feel the end Premonition about my final hour A sad image of everything Everything's so real
Who was won? Who has died?
Everything happened so quickly I felt I was about to leave hell I'll fight for myself, for you, but so what?
To feel a deep hate To feel scared But beyond that, to whish being at an end Clotted blood Mass mutilation Hope for the future is only utopia
Mortality, insanity, fatality You'll never want to feel what I've felt Mediocrity, brutality, and falsity It's just a world against me
Cities in ruins Bodies packed on minefields Neurotic game of life and death Now I can feel the end Premonition about my final hour A sad image of everything Everything's so real
Who has won? Who has died? Beneath the remains
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