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I’d lost myself
I’d lost myself
I was searching for
Something that moves
Down below, in the road
Some very unhappy guys
Were shouting red slogans
When I came down
Someone took my arm
Pushed me into the ring
What was I playing at there
Shouting like that
At the head of the procession?
I will have my photo
With my name in capitals
At the head of the list
I’m going to be arrested
They’re going to beat me up
Label me a communist
Everyday someone
Wants to take my hand
Give me an image…
A mask to wear
All the better to afterwards
Lock it in its cage
Me I want to live further away
Take back you papers your titles your bulletins
Me I want to live further away
But everyday someone
Want to take my hand
Give me an image…
A mask to wear
All the better to afterwards
Lock it in its cage
Me I’m keeping my voice
For the one who will shout
“Life is a party…”
We’re going to burn our time
And no longer only
Live off its crumbs
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Sophia_ | 7 év 9 months |
Kűldve: Gavin 2016-06-03
Utoljára szerkesztette: Gavin , 2016-06-07
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