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Sometimes I keep quiet about faults that hurt me
And the battles I didn't win
They gave me wings and I don't know how to fly
I'm not going to fly without being well
I have blood left to shed
Evil looks to return
They gave me wings and I don't know how to fly
I'm not going to fly without being well
I'm a bro of the early morning
Since when did they not pay?
I feel love and I don't know how to love
Working on happiness is not happiness
I go out on the street and I feel like a criminal
Asking not to look me in the eyes
Money to give to whoever I want
And a heart with room for a few
Yeah, the sky is not blue and the world is not pink
As long as you are true, the rest doesn't matter.
Sometimes I keep quiet about faults that hurt me
And the battles I didn't win
They gave me wings and I don't know how to fly
I'm not going to fly without being well
I have blood left to shed
Evil looks to return
They gave me wings and I don't know how to fly
I'm not going to fly without being well
The world is not made for this humble man
If I was excluded from the beginning
I became loved by savages
But I don't want you to go down for profit
Hobby becomes a profession due to lack of sponsors
The street teaches its best students
Look ahead, the back is rotten
If I am a child of the most wandering destiny
Sometimes I keep quiet about faults that hurt me
And the battles I didn't win
They gave me wings and I don't know how to fly
I'm not going to fly without being well
I have blood left to shed
Evil looks to return
They gave me wings and I don't know how to fly
I'm not going to fly without being well
