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"You've never seen my face I don't come from your place You don't like my style Because I never smile My heart is made of stone And I'm all alone My shadow on the snow Is black like a crow I'm not the slave of money It runs of me Never talk to me I don't have any pity My bones are shaking M-my ego is melting My body is screaming M-my eyes are rolling You call me a zombie Do you think that you're free [x2] They call me the eagle 'Cos we are not equal I can escape from dark With my Noah's ark My flow is made of gold I'm like one million years old My sound on the ground Cannot be found You just have to respect me No other possibility Never look at me It could be really risky My veins are showing M-my brain is jumping My hair is falling M-my strength is growing You call me a zombie Do you think that you're free [x4] "