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letra de the city of no remorse (a beksinski painting) - papadøpe

[1st verse:]
υou should’ve known i was gonna explode
you should’ve seen the way i was going
living in the city of the wrong
of the hate and no remorse
where we don’t care about sins
the graveyards are hosting kids
flames burn our souls
corpses lay down on the road
this city with no remorse
where you will kill to pay your dues
you gotta know how to move
vultures will be staring at you
this city of no remorse
the point of no return
the curses were effective
the prayers were not
the paces were hectic for long
swans don’t sing in our hood
we kill ’em ‘fore they know they gone
we got people to yell at the news
but off air everything’s good
the mayor lost the key
so we’re locked with nothing to breathe
but they brought us whiskey
at least there’s something to drink
this city of no remorse
this land where everything’s wrong
and n-body cares for this song
probably i’ll be alone
this city made by man
for evolution to take land
but we lost the target we missed the goal
money really ruined it all
here there’s nothing to eat (nothing)
a beksinski painting
here n-body feels
no matter what pain brings
fear got his place in here
ruling, fooling, looking to spill
hate on these pure hearts
that beat with no will to attack
the city of no remorse
that demons are afraid to haunt
the healing process went off way
we were lost, we were found praying

[2nd verse:]
praying and praying, what’s the price to pay
the weight of the bodies on which we preyed
the sp-ce we were raised and the times were slaves
made us dangerous, ravenous, creatures of hate
but maybe we’re still enslaved
and maybe that’s our fate
cause maybe we were too hard headed
we should have just listened to them
i don’t judge, i regret, i express myself
through a city that i built and put us in it
i made it big enough to fit us all and our sins
and the curse of our race is still above our heads
abusive mind just keep mining this earth
ever sins god’s been dead we just hurt ourselves
cause we don’t owe our presence and we don’t fear h-ll
but it’s still better to live in a city of no remorse
than to live under control of a dictator god
so don’t sleep, just fall into thought
let this picture haunt you and get out strong
the picture of the city of ghosts
you should’ve known i was gonna explode

- papadope

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