The Rage |
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The Rage Lyrics |
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We were drinking beauty with our eyes We were given all to make our own Let us be left alone Laid the tasks and paid the price Everything survives Crushed and bolted all the grain At every wind what a state we`re in Is pain better than the grave When we talk with other men We see red and then Deep inside our blood begins to boil Like a tiger in the cage We begin to shake with rage |
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Top Artists - J |
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