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letra de who will...? - deity's don't cry

[verse 1]
i’m a gypsy, i want to be a right man for me
you take me up, and then you leave me down on my knees
don’t you know that you’re the one
i’m a woman, i’m a woman
i am a gypsy, you know i hate to see myself in that light
but i’d rather last than fight now
don’t you know that you’re the one
i’m a gypsy, i hope you know i’m not your
i’m a gypsy don’t wear your ring
if you did it would seem quite clearly, everyone knew
they’d give you bags full of lies
just because you knew the truth
[chorus]
who will survive in this godforsaken planet?
who will decide to live in this country?
who will survive in america?
who will survive…?
who will…?
who…?
what…is this?
who will survive in america?
who will survive in this godforsaken planet?
who will decide to live in this country?
who will survive in america?
who will survive…?

[interlude]
pigs, pigs, four other ones, god, make the best

[verse 2]
who will make the stand?
who will make the decision in this h-llhole?
who will descend, who will ascend, who will fall?
who will…make…a choice?
who will…make…a…conscious…choice? (who will survive?–)

[chorus]
who will survive in this godforsaken planet?
who will decide to live in this country?
who will survive in america?
who will survive…?
who will…?
who…?
what…is this?
who will survive in america?
who will survive in this godforsaken planet?
who will decide to live in this country?
who will survive in america?
who will survive…?
[verse 3]
when will the shepard k!ll me?
when will the pain end?
when will they let me in?
the rooms are invasive
the passive, incredible, complacent
when will the shepard k!ll me?
when will the pain end?
when will they let me in?
the rooms are invasive
the passive, incredible, complacent

[interlude]
except dirt and money with long hair, grime, and dope
to camo-hide the things that cannot be hidden
they become runaway children to walk the streets downtown with everyday
black people sitting on the curb
crying because we know that they will go back
home with a clear conscience and a college degree
who will survive in america?
who will survive in america?
who will survive in america?
who will survive in america?
who will survive in america?
who will survive in america?
who will survive in america?
[verse 4]
when the music and the lights go down in the desert
we’ll stand around and chill while the craziness swirls
you and me will ride in the back
you and me, we’ll be in a little san francisco house
and for now just as long as i’ll be in paradise
i’ll keep the gloves and ride the horse with me
i’ll keep the skin clean and shiny and leanin’ my way
i’ll know there ain’t n0body liftin’ on me now
just ridin’ on and on and on and on and on
and i’ll know there ain’t n0body take up on me now
just ridin’ on and on and on and on and on and on
when the music ain’t that fun
the kids they’re movin’ on

- deitys dont cry

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