Sky

Why are the people too blind in their try to rise the sky?
And all the senses without a head in front started to dry
I have all those thing in my own but I cannot say "is mine"
Take out all the useful things you know we won't survive

Steal the money, punch the cop
You know we'll break it out that door
Understand, we already own the sky
Steal the money, punch the cop
You know we'll break it out that door
Understand, we already own the sky



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