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IDOLS WITHOUT REGRET by CADAVERES DE TORTUGAS
In plastic world a new day You don't wanna see Its reality you must feel The taste of the filth It's in your <i>[dirty]</i> mouth Deep under your skin These are broken worms Try to grasp them
It must burn and hurt & cause that pain
You're lying into the faces You're smiling in the mirror You give a faith, an idol Devices in the hard of the terror
Dirty dignity surface Just scream of a slave Just spies in the whole life Stupid self break Supplication, imploring hands There's nothing to help It isn't worth it to worry about someone else
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IDOLSWITHOUTREGRET by CADAVERESDETORTUGAS
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