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8x: will I be born in this world full of pain …
Inside me, will I find all of my powers, will I go fast and higher ?
But confusion is the key to understand things clearly
Day by day the end is nearest
When I close my eyes I can see sky in fire
My baby is dying inside
What am I doing? What should have thought? May be I'm wrong
What are we hoping? What should we've brought? May be we're wrong
Feel december, stones and woods still have the last word to decide what we'll have to deal with
Inside me, will I find all of my powers, will I go fast and higher ?
But confusion is the key to understand things clearly
Day by day the end is nearest
When I close my eyes I can see sky in fire
My baby is dying inside
What am I doing? What should have thought? May be I'm wrong
What are we hoping? What should we've brought? May be we're wrong
Feel december, stones and woods still have the last word to decide what we'll have to deal with
And January is stolen and the land is so dark and my hands are shaking but it's not my fault
Landscapes are silent and bodies are lying and books are speaking but it's our fault
I'm crashing on dirt and dirty I step in this world
full of abusers and power addiction confusion confirmed
in systems of lust and justice in dead and destroyed
in pieces on different places on earth
like little candles standing silently heating with love,
feeding our heartbeating with love.
They keep preaching but we won't listen
we keep on rocking rolling and spinning this world,
we're playing instead of praying and keep singing this song.
What I am doing? And what should have thought? But may be I’m wrong
What are we hoping? And what should we’ve brought? But may be we’re wrong
But may be, but may be, but may be, but may be I’m wrong
And may be you’re wrong…
And January is stolen and the land is so dark and my hands are shaking but it’s not my fault…
What I am doing? And what should have thought? But may be I’m wrong
What are we hoping? And what should we’ve brought? But may be we’re wrong
But may be, but may be, but may be, but may be I’m wrong
And may be you’re wrong…
And January is stolen and the land is so dark and my hands are shaking but it’s not my fault…
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