You're always looking for your family
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You kill with a needle
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You know beauty and ugliness
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What you want, what you like
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Paris is too small for you
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You'd rather leave on a goose's back
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You explore bodies with your tongue
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Angels of colorless dope
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Is, you don't know where on Earth
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Between jet lag and hangover
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You remember him sometimes
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But do you really know who you are?
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But do you really know who you are?
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But do you really know who you are?
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Your eyes are shredding lasers
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You prefer playing the aggressor
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You love to f*ck on all fours
You watch yourself on the screen
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You freeze your wrinkles in time
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You scatter in the air
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Thanks to him, thanks to your big brother
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All those photos of your life
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You look at them in your bed
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They never leave you alone
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Your image will be your shroud
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But do you really know who you are?
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But do you really know who you are?
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But do you really know who you are?
You've already puked up Asia
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The Americas are your friends
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When you talk to us about Europe
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You say she's a sl*t
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You love worshipping those who lie
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You reinvent the past
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You don't talk about your shame
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You don't know your story
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You're the child of your homeland
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You love dirtying your dynasty
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Choosing a path already laid out
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Walking far from snowy roads
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But do you really know who you are?
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But do you really know who you are?
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But do you really know who you are?
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You visit the sky often
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Clouds caught between your teeth
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You'd like to set off on the sea
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Like Fassbinder's sailors
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Always drowned in your opposites
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But do you really know who you are?
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But do you really know who you are?
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But do you really know who you are?