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Title: Touched in the heart
Album: We Want My Skin
Written and recorded by Doc Starrduck
Year: 2001
License: GNUArt
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Touched in the heart
I suffer my whole body
The world sickens me
And I still depressed
Injured by heart
I tear my hair out
This life scares me
Sometimes I prefer death

If only life could be easier
Happier and happier
If only the world could be less difficult
less terrifying and less nasty
And me in all this that I am
As a newborn, her eyes intrigued
I'm lost, living in a space that I never
Preferring to escape constantly on the moon
My mind speaks and communicates thanks to my pen I
always sang with my voice hangdog
my bewildered look, Head in the Clouds,
never understood by my entourage
I tear my whole body
In a life me nauseated
Sometimes preferring death
this life of pain and displeasure
One name is Doc Starrduck
The rapper mad and lonely
Who will ever career
But who really knows
who I really am
So I I have my place in the cemetery
With my name engraved on a stone
I see too often in the dark world
For only in a corner classroom
I mix with shadows
without leaving tracce, I efface myself easily
That's my life hélasse
People talk about me that I have problems
I said nothing too,
But it makes me ill to my background myself

Touched in the heart
I suffer my whole body
The world sickens me
And I still depressed
Injured by heart
I wept my fate
This life scares me sometimes
I prefer death

Alone without a friend, life is not easy these
Your life and mine are not the same
each his ambrouilles, everyone's problems
Who you want me to talk about my feelings
the deepest When I know inside
I myself am the source of my problems
It makes me sad pale
So when it happens to me from evil,
I references the ball and looking for a moral
Gualle Am I or am I wrong
One thing about it is not trivial
day and night it makes me sick
I sleep badly, it is not salads ,
Fed to the nomad
If only there was a parade,
I find life a bland taste
Can not sleep, I feel guilty
Guilty of not being an ordinary kid
Too me know when there are wars
I want to be billionaire
Satifaire for my father and my mother
save people from misery
located at the other end of the world
far from our borders
I'd like to be integrate in a society
who has never accepted, never respected
Who does that always made me evil,
With gusts insults

Touched in the heart
I suffer my whole body
The world sickens me
And I still depressed
Injured by heart
I tear my hair out
This life scares me
Sometimes I prefer the death

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