Morte no Beco
Sorrisos vazios, olhares gelados
Pregados em uma pilha de corpos no chão
Cegos acordos corruptos
Apertos de mãos inflamados
Velhos homens sempre decidem o futuro
Enquanto as pessoas seguem morrendo no muro
Eles vendem a morte como entretenimento
E nos fazem ficar viciados
Esperando o próximo morto no beco
Pregados em uma pilha de corpos no chão
Cegos acordos corruptos
Apertos de mãos inflamados
Velhos homens sempre decidem o futuro
Enquanto as pessoas seguem morrendo no muro
Eles vendem a morte como entretenimento
E nos fazem ficar viciados
Esperando o próximo morto no beco
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Writer(s): Leonardo Fraga
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