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"I'm a, I'm a fucking student of war, you know

I know the other fight, I know the other war

That's all I ever studied

And now those days are gone, it's empty, I'm nothing

Reason why I'm crying, because I'm not that person no more

And I miss him, 'cause sometimes I feel like a bitch

I looked at myself sometimes

I see myself, I see the "me" I don't like, I wanna kill it"

Villas with the ocean - not for people like us

Models undressed - not for people like you

The streets are fucked - it's for people like me

The city is drunk at night - it's for people like (uh)

We don't know if it's before or after

We will find out what was the cause after the autopsy

He had long ago come to terms with death

The process is inevitable, just like mercury poisoning

It plays a key role in maintaining balance

Survival of the fittest, the fittest

Life ends, but I'm not thinking about ourselves here

We exist as a larger whole, as one organism

Future generations are proof of our influence

Death is the end of our ego, but not the end of being

Karma is clear here, but by God not literally

It's not about us, but about the number of generations

Grandchildren and their continuing expression of life

Everyone will come down eventually, the bodies will dry out into sand

There is no point in focusing on us and banging your fist on the table

It is a larger whole and we are only part of it

Villas with the ocean - not for people like us

Models undressed - not for people like you

The streets are fucked - it's for people like me

The city is drunk at night - it's for people like (uh)

Time is like a snake swallowing its own tail

Treating us as nothing when we pay homage to the gods

You can focus on the fight and burn out in it

Or reconcile and reach infinity

Immortality has always been a dream topic

It's hard to visualize that death is the absence of sensations

Beauty will pass, then wisdom, and honors will fade away

Morality will remain, possibly a few loved ones

You can lose your life by constantly missing new strategies

You can just live, because what can we do better?

You can hypothesize what awaits us after death

You can also ask, there are always experts

Let your last breath be the light at the end of the tunnel

You keep trying, but you'll never know that you've reached your destination

Life is a few tiny steps forward

Death is a return home

Villas with the ocean - not for people like us

Models undressed - not for people like you

The streets are fucked - it's for people like me

The city is drunk at night - it's for people like, uh