STORY TO BE TOLD - M.I.A.: текст песни id 6682870
I licked envelopes wrote a letter to the pope
He never gave me rope in the times I couldn’t cope
He never gave me rope in the times I couldn’t cope
They cleaned up the dope and censored my scope
The writin' on the wall’s been beaten to a pulp
The writin' on the wall’s been beaten to a pulp
All I ever wanted was my story to be told
All I ever wanted was my story to be told
I never got struck by someone in my core
I never took back that joint I rolled
What happened now to the truth that I told?
Do they all roll over and die in the cold?
All I ever wanted was my story to be told
All I ever wanted was my story to be told
A skateboard rolled, a lighting bolt
It’s droppin' on em but it ain’t their fault
It’s droppin' on em but it ain’t their fault
And maybe I am floored but it needs to be told
All I ever wanted was my story to be told
All I—all I ever wanted was my story to be told, ah
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