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My Bars
My Bars
The night is my rosary
The light is my faith,
And my God, still the same.
I do believe, that I would never be,
Part of a fake, in this three wall,
And bars in front in what do I depend?
on the air, I have not right, I breathe, inhale
The same air that I take.
I do, think of the outside,
I do, but what’s in there since,
I've been here for so long,
I hear this voice, inside me,
Let me out.
I’m so comfortable, inside, and hidden,
Locked up, I will say, if I let this demon
Out of myself, I will die,
I prefer, to be here, no question.
I’m save, I’m happy, I do not make any comment,
But I pray, for me, whatever is about to come out
Of these jail, let it be mention, let it be known,
Is not what I want out, is why,
What’s all this corruption is all about?
Where are the realistic, the thinker,
The people that know, what’s wrong.
I grab my bars,
I’m not scare, but I feel better
Here inside, my time is almost done,
Time is my enemy, time, will let me know
If I deserve, or I’m ready to go.
The night is my rosary
The light is my faith,
And my God, still the same.
SENA
The night is my rosary
The light is my faith,
And my God, still the same.
I do believe, that I would never be,
Part of a fake, in this three wall,
And bars in front in what do I depend?
on the air, I have not right, I breathe, inhale
The same air that I take.
I do, think of the outside,
I do, but what’s in there since,
I've been here for so long,
I hear this voice, inside me,
Let me out.
I’m so comfortable, inside, and hidden,
Locked up, I will say, if I let this demon
Out of myself, I will die,
I prefer, to be here, no question.
I’m save, I’m happy, I do not make any comment,
But I pray, for me, whatever is about to come out
Of these jail, let it be mention, let it be known,
Is not what I want out, is why,
What’s all this corruption is all about?
Where are the realistic, the thinker,
The people that know, what’s wrong.
I grab my bars,
I’m not scare, but I feel better
Here inside, my time is almost done,
Time is my enemy, time, will let me know
If I deserve, or I’m ready to go.
The night is my rosary
The light is my faith,
And my God, still the same.
SENA
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