Hard To Breathe - 100 miles | Текст песни

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Hundred miles from real home
Soul is starving and then you are gone
Naïve look at the world, instant moment for a breath
Hundred miles from real home
Soul is starving and now you are gone

How can you look in the mirror you`ve just broken
How can you fight with the wall so thick
Nightmare of another year
I am not sad – I am just fucking pissed
That`s why my tears are my fucking thorns
They made the world a card game, loss is always in the end
Always, always in the end

What I can promise is that you will
Die in pure hatred as a poor man

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