Yes, I am done
I’m sorry I am
When world is stupid, cruel, senseless
When I must lie with every breath
But what should I do
Shut down my ears
Wear disguise and seal my eyes
Do not analyze
I woke up today
Everybody’s the same
Everything is on its head
All news papers are insane
But is there a light
Is there a hope
I really want to believe
But I don’t think so
Ello, hello
Stop this terror
Chaos order
External, internal
But what can I do
Where can I hide
In the dumb pink butterflies
In the fantasies and lies
In esthetic, philosophy
Losing sense of reality
Or in mountains, in a church
To love no men, to speak no dirt
Or dream of things
Collecting papers
Or being king without the greatness
Raping mirrors, chasing pavements
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