My drug: the competition - Art Of Fighters, Alien T
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My drug: the competition
Art Of Fighters, Alien T
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La competizione è crudele
Ti costringe a vivere in un presente rabbioso
Per me niente vale come quel calore che ti batte dentro
E ti butta nella mischia per farti valere
Mi fa sentire meglio
È la mia droga
Che gran figlio di una cagna
Devo farcela
La competizione è la mia droga
Devo farcela
È la mia droga
Devo farcela
Che gran figlio di una cagna
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Competition is cruel
It forces you to live in an angry present
For me, nothing is as good as that heat that beats inside you
And it throws you into the fray to assert yourself
It makes me feel better
It's my drug
What a great son of a bitch
I have to do it
Competition is my drug
I have to do it
It's my drug
I have to do it
What a great son of a bitch
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