Televisions on the store
Forcing people to buy more
Strangers walking painted black
Killing boys behind their backs
Melee weapons in their hands
Killing without understand
Watching all those overdoses
Overdoses, overdoses
Don’t you cry when they hits you
Don’t you cry when they hurts you
Don’t you cry for overdoses
In the middle of your nation
Strangers dying by their knives
While we run for our lives
Televisions watching us
While we are transmitting fun
Watching all those overdoses
Overdoses, overdoses
Don’t you cry when they hits you
Don’t you cry when they hurts you
Don’t you cry for overdoses
In the middle of your nation
Don’t you cry when they hits you
Don’t you cry when they hurts you
Don’t you cry for overdoses
In the middle of your nation
Don’t you cry when they hits you
Don’t you cry when they hurts you
Don’t you cry for overdoses
In the middle of your nation
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