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Against All Authority ... Alba |
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black beans on the stove, malta in my hand, tears in alba's eyes as she dreams
of a far away land "i've been stripped from my country, i've been spit
on by my race". i said, "it'll be okay" as i wiped a tear from
her face and she said" no quieroir la mentira que vivo aqui!" "yo
quiero volver a mi pais!" "you'll never know the pain i feel inside,
i've been striped from my country and robbed of my pride". i don't know
where i'm gonna go but i don't belong here! |
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