| I will never be a drone
| Nunca seré un dron
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| I never wanna be controlled
| Nunca quiero ser controlado
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| Black and white cascades down every side
| Cascadas en blanco y negro por todos lados
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| No grace I get between this place to fight
| No tengo gracia entre este lugar para pelear
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| They circle my hands, through the maze around my feet
| Circulan mis manos, a través del laberinto alrededor de mis pies
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| They fucking cut me down, with everything they have
| Me derribaron, con todo lo que tienen
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| They circle me die, took the breath from my lungs
| Me rodean mueren, me quitaron el aliento de los pulmones
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| With fear and judgment to lies, write it down on me
| Con miedo y juicio a la mentira, escríbelo en mí
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| I can’t let you bleed, the color from my life
| No puedo dejarte sangrar, el color de mi vida
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| They want to slit my throat, with everything they say
| Quieren degollarme, con todo lo que digan
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| Don’t want to sell you if they all sound the same
| No quiero venderte si todos suenan igual
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| They want blood, they want blood
| Quieren sangre, quieren sangre
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| They want you to be a fucking drone
| Quieren que seas un maldito dron
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| And just sound the same
| Y suena igual
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| I would rather fucking lose, than ever be like you | Prefiero perder, que ser como tú |