You live with many things to make
Running against the time in the paranoia day by day
You read the newspaper and somke your cigarete
To relax of the situation
But you see nothing changed
You close the eyes
You don’t want one more time
And to see what will remain
You walk around of the city
But in the face just unhappiness
No work… No money… No fun
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