Sweating night,
feeling alright,
night full of sin,
place your dreams,
where no one dare,
no one win.
Stories full of regrets,
temptation's lay here,
but my heart don't lie,
my soul don't feel fear.
Sure I'm about myself,
no attempt of make it bad,
no feel mad and no feel sad.
This dreams are full of mean,
but no one will take my soul,
no one will spell my heart,
I'm sure of myself,
I'm a man full of respects.
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