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parole da studiare
This here is a city without lights
Those are all the people without eyes
Churches they don't have a soul
Soup for sale without a bowl
Religion so corrupt and running lives
Farewell, fair weathered friends
I cant say I'll miss you in the end
So long, seems that I was so wrong
Seems I wasn't that strong
Dead wrong and now I'm long gone
Wrong side, I've been sleepin' on the wrong side
Stains all over my soul I can't hide
Nothing's more clearer than goodbye
