In all years
How many times
I begged to you
with my knee down
I need a peace
No your sister
Neither your Niece
In all years
How many times
I begged to you
No argument, NO more police
without violence we are release
How many times I begged to you
Couldn't you see
without the sun
We flattered by our son
How many times
I begged to you
Continually, intentionally
disregarded
All this years, easily wiped
In all years how many times
I gave you sign
Portrayed before the time
Unfortunate
Restrained and laid back
Destroyed left my track
that was plural plan
Then i have no choice,
Todeclare
Other Me
Other Nation
No Deal
kind regards
Jazz man
In all years how many time
i begged to you with my knee down
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