Rain

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    There is more blood to be shed
    Falling like the rain
    Down the drain
    I'm not a fan of this situation
    Generation, great potential
    Desolation in the end

    That's my holy war
    Calling any soul
    Digging your own hole
    Six feet to the Sun

    That's my holy war
    Calling any soul
    Digging your own hole
    Six feet to the Sun
    To the Sun

    Do you wanna put your fingers in my face?
    Do you wanna know how a real man, hate?
    I wear a mask made with my own hands
    I got lost, I got old
    I got tired of laughing
    Fuck it!

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    Fuck this shit!

    That's my holy war
    Calling any soul
    Digging your own hole
    Six feet to the Sun

    That's my holy war
    Calling any soul
    Digging your own hole
    Six feet to the Sun

    Let me show you how a real man hate

    Rain, my cold rain
    That always come and clean my road
    Rain, my cold rain
    That always come and clean my head
    Rain
    Please take everything this time
    Don't come back again

    Help me understand how much hate
    Screaming in my head
    Help me understand how much hate
    Screaming in my head

    That's my holy war
    Calling any soul
    Digging your own hole
    Six feet to the Sun
    To the Sun

    Song details

    Composition: Paulo Rodrigues, Fil, Tom Braga, and Breno Henrique De Carvalho Rodrigues

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