U.T.I.
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U.T.I.
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A comissão está me estudando
São muitos olhos, todos sobre mim
Conheço muitos, mas não sei se devo
Estou sentindo uma dor sem fim
E eles me fazem umas perguntas tolas
Se tenho um lar e nele sou feliz
E as respostas não saem da minha boca
Eles me acusam e me julgam ser
Um louco, ser louco, sou louco?
Tudo o que eu quero é sacar uma arma
E atirar nessa gente ruim
Mas a minha força, ela esta bem fraca
Estou pedindo aperte a minha mão
Eu quero ajuda
Eu quero ar
Prá sentir
Prá sentir
Socorro, socorro, socorro
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Ira! performs "U.T.I.", and this lyric page sits inside the Ira! catalog on LyroVerse.
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