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Sick Of It All The Future Is Mine

If you want to save me leave me alone with your sick polluted soul if you want to save me leave me alone the future's mine It's such a waste of precious

Traducere: Sick Of It All. Viitorul Is Mine.

If you want to save me leave me alone with your sick polluted soul if you want to save me leave me alone the future's mine It's such a waste of precious

gotten all that imma get, until I ran into her, she whispers to me and it pulls me closer, now I can't stay away, and I feel like all my pain is over,

stay up all night, Thinking. Mappin out my future 'cause my family's tight. We keep it thorough. We get inside your head just like a neurosurgeon, To some my origin is

'all praise is worthy of praise What's the phrase, 'Bygones is bygones'? Niggaz who used to be the underdog is icons People say the light shines once in a lifetime Is

And forces of life that's know to do Damage to human eyesight I guess it's true money's the route of all evil 'Cause crooked or legal It's all manipulated

mind I'ma blind man doin' time Look to my future 'cause my past, is all behind me Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine? Everybody's dyin' tell me

'naked ape' believes itself divine. Assured of its supremacy--it dreams of immortality, The first words that it speaks--"This world is mine." But the