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Text Before it's late

Nobody is free 
None of us
 
You pay for the oxygen
 
A little per hour
 
Even a tear
 
It has a price
 
The will to live
 
It has a very high cost
 

Great discounts, attractive offers

You can find everything, paying you can 
Expired loves, friends already used
 
It's very easy to blunder here
 

Seasonal sales, we on the shelves are not
 
We're just merchandise, but my anger grows
 
Unfair treatment the instinct seems to be extinguished by now
 
If I know who came to me, I swear there will be trouble
 

Please warm me up
 
This frost never again
 
We recover here
 
Our virtues
 
All free
 
And the heart is there
 
It is a magical moment
 
You last an eternity
 
We are guilty of not demanding
 
Not to insist, to throw us away
 
Drugged fairy tales, forced to believe in a Santa Claus made of crack
 

It's time to wake up, to reposition yourself here
 
Test the feelings, untie those instincts and go
 
Before it's late, before the madness
 
Before the world then decides to wipe you out

Before it's late, before the madness
 
Long before the world decides to wipe us out
 

I'm sorry, but this life
 
It's mine

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