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letra de the last words of nicholas berg - love you moon

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get in the game
come on where’s your hustle boy?
you should be ashamed
get in the game
we couldn’t count all the souls
who would’a loved to have your name
on the television, in the living room
we eat it off the dinner plates
we shovel with our spoons
the air is getting thicker now
the eyes are far from shut
you heard another language
right before the throat was cut

all i can hear is the sound of a roar
from the beasts who line the colliseum floor
they’re sayin’ that without a doubt the dirt’s not damp enough
with their fingers on the levers and a groanin’ in their guts

it’s all about revenge now, and lobby leverage
the numbers never matter as long as they fall in your favor
while you recreate the problems that you started out to solve
the other hand erases the equations on the wall

way out in the desert where the people start to fall
and the commands of the officer are equal to the law
nowhere in their minds could they find a reason for
a palate full of foreign sand and eyes all filled with scorn

the taste in your mouth now, you’ll never have enough
pretty colors and the savior, your palms are never rough
cause you only touch the b-ttons, the receiver and the wheel
and operate the tongue which dictates how to feel

wave that flag, come on
wave that flag, come on wave that flag
red is for the blood and a young man is dead

- love you moon

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