[Queiroz/Carlo]
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Walking down the park
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Cold wind blows against the faces
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Living all alone
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Every day a broken heart
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Feels the fire and crumbles down
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And tomorrow I'll never know...
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You may find in the streets what you want
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So take care, now your life is in my hands
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Crime and violence (are) in every place where I go
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The city cries for souls and people die without a chance
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[Bridge:]
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You must fight another day and try to stay away from here
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Passion and pride I never had, you need to set me free
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[Chorus:]
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Can you see the sign of end of times, my friend...?
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The Sign
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Holy Sagga |