Fuck It
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Fuck It
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Todo mundo está parado em frente a tv
Olhando pro noticiário sem nada entender
Olhando pra crianças mortas
Espiando por debaixo da porta
O que fazer?
Se nada está em seu lugar
Não olhe pra mim sempre assim
Esperando poesia sem uma razão
refrão
Fuck it, seus pensamentos
Neste momento , de desespero
De não poder ver quem ja se foi
Nessa sujeira , fogo voando não é mais brincadeira
Falta pouco tempo
Para a colisão de sentimentos
Você queira ou não
Perdeu o poder, perdeu o controle
Em suas mão só sangue e fome
O que fazer?
Escolha a resposta certa
Num simples olhar
Fuck it!!!
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Who performs "Fuck It"?
Fivenorton performs "Fuck It", and this lyric page sits inside the Fivenorton catalog on LyroVerse.
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Yes. The related section below points to Meu nome é Imbecil and Minuano with a short reason for opening each page next.
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