Many links,
few intention
There only
a correction
Every one
is like a brick
Trying to
live so quick
They can´t
look at all
There are No
dreams, there are no teacher
another
brick in the wall
Love hurts,
love heals
I don´t
care, who will
Come with
me my brother
Come with
me my layer
Watch
yourself, body
Watch
themselves, crier.
End of
frontiers
End of
monastries
End of
quarter and dime
End of the
clock and its time
You don´t
see
You don´t
understand
You have no
exit
You have no
end
Let me tell
you something
Let me tell
you right there
There are
many everywhere
Get you
ticket pour La Mer
Clear your
eyes alone
Check that They
all have gone
control-alt-del
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