Testo Could it be

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inspiration from nowhere
so I can't get out of this shit
fascists never try to care
so they manipulate little kids
can't complane all the sickness
which takes the most of my life fucking fists are between us
so we?re disable to be alive

fuckin fists are between us
fuckin fists are between us
fuckin fists are between us
fuckin fists between

could it be that there?s a world
which gives you a shit
could it be that there?s a world
which offers all to you

circumstances without love but
useless speech full of hate noly different oppinions, friend
zero knowledge, we faile
while I'm imploring for mercy, grace
you can't understand what I mean
the polished knife straight to my face
I just don't want to believe

fuckin fists are between us...

people can see our circle of
influenced follies of hate
fighting against me, solution?s lost
open heart?s gonna say
the wall before all your ideals
where nobody else could have been
the only way to the other side
to shed the tears of stupity

could it be that there?s a world
which gives you a shit
could it be that there?s world
which offers all to you

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