Shiruken Music

Success is measured in years, defeats in hours
But patience is square, so the path is golden
Trust doesn't prevent control, ask the cops
You know we've counted, we count, and we'll count again
Success is measured in years, defeats in hours (in hours)
But patience is square, so the path is golden (the path is golden)
Trust doesn't prevent control, ask the cops (ask the cops)
You know we've counted, we count, and we'll count again (count again, square)

Ah, if you knew the time we've lost
Trying to gain it, many things disturb us
If only I had known, I would never have stayed
Wanting to love too much, we end up hating
And by hating too much, there's too much hate, don't test it
A lot of modesty, don't care about the star life (the star life)
And then, stars are in the sky, I'm just presidential (presidential)
It's not Insta life, if I like you, it's instinctive

If you've taken too many hits, they put you under guardianship (guardianship)
Head on your shoulders, not like these losers (losers)
And if the light shines at the end of the tunnel (tunnel)
You have to pray to God that it's not the train (not the train)

Success is measured in years, defeats in hours
But patience is square, so the path is golden
Trust doesn't prevent control, ask the cops
You know we've counted, we count, and we'll count again
Success is measured in years, defeats in hours (in hours)
But patience is square, so the path is golden (the path is golden)
Trust doesn't prevent control, ask the cops (ask the cops)
You know we've counted, we count, and we'll count again (count again, square)

It seems that success makes people annoying, makes people jealous
And then jealousy causes very irritating problems, a bit like pollen
And then pollen is what we smoke to forget the problems
Always a party-goer, always a joint
What I'm telling you isn't poetry

And then poetry is for the fragile
Easy money makes us tough
I'll leave you the ballads, I'll leave you the bohemian life
I'll take the Coron'
We never apologize, even to our friends
A bit too much pride, we don't say "I love you"
A lot of madness, of hate, even if I'm knocked out, I'll say "I'm fine"

If you've taken too many hits, they put you under guardianship (guardianship)
Head on your shoulders, not like these losers (losers)
And if the light shines at the end of the tunnel (tunnel)
You have to pray to God that it's not the train (not the train)

Success is measured in years, defeats in hours
But patience is square, so the path is golden
Trust doesn't prevent control, ask the cops
You know we've counted, we count, and we'll count again
Success is measured in years, defeats in hours (in hours)
But patience is square, so the path is golden (the path is golden)
Trust doesn't prevent control, ask the cops (ask the cops)
You know we've counted, we count, and we'll count again (count again, square)

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