Forget this plastic, The world is fantastic, Around you And also in your inside.
'cause this is an only nature science, It only has some right to be your guide.
Some primitive words from my mouth And so primitive music From my fingers on guitar. Maybe you're listening me now, I believe in it, Maybe this moment is not so far.
Neighborhood. My neighborhood. Neighborhood. My neighborhood.
Let's get over here, 'cause I feel some fear Without catching some absolutely clear,
I feel overload, tired states, But I still have some profit from my mistakes.
Don't get me wrong, I am not sick, Just don't like the things that makes me weak. My neighborhood's sleeping, I don't want any fight, So take my last word and then good night.
Neighborhood. My neighborhood. Neighborhood. My neighborhood.
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