I'm Stain, my name is Stain I don't complain, I don't complain
Do you comprehend what is the point of being born and being gone? There must be a reason
War to the east, Pain to the west, war is at least what we do best, what we do best
is sharing guns, and kill for fun There must be a reason
My name is Stain, I guess my dad he had a sense of humor
He gave me such a name 'cause stains they all mix together
If you are red or blue you depend on the trends
But stains it's no problem Everywhere you find 'dem
The guy next door Is such a whore, the food I eat
Is poison oh, I ain't no fool 'cause I can find a stool
* My mama said I must be a tough guy to live up there
I wanna know why, my mama said you got to be bad or beware
No man, I no more share your point of view, I know that ghost
I'm not so cruel, they're not so bad We're just afraid, the best to do
is tooking some complain
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I'm Stain, my name is Stain So don't complain, come take my hand
Come take my hand, the world is meant to shine again my little friend
We got to start again
Papapa Friend We got to start again, Papapa Friend
We got to start again, Papapa Friend We got to start again My dearest little friend
