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Paroles: Ill Nino. When it cuts.

cannot justify your envy But I will be understanding when you stay Then I will satisfy you in every (way) But I'm not feeling coherent when you say When it cuts, it cuts, it cuts hard And I When it cuts, it cuts, it cuts hard And I die again Again Though I'm right, I don't think I'll win this fight But I'm trying though it's ripping me inside Just in case that I'm taking up your space I'll be feeling too, whatever's left inside When it cuts, it cuts, it cuts hard And I When it cuts, it cuts, it cuts hard And I die again I can't go on I'm not that strong I'm so alone You just gotta set me free I'm still living day, no way I don't care what you say Your eyes dispise my lies Just say goodbye When it cuts, it cuts, it cuts hard And I When it cuts, it cuts, it cuts hard And I die again Again, again Waste your breath