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It loomed up on a perfect day
The glorious return of my Hope
They try to shut me away again
I’m almost out of control
Their way will not change
They will fail ‘till you come
I hid behind all these veils
(A little disguise is not bad)
Then it became a symptom again
A big disorder in my head
Their way will not change
(Instead they will begin a new game)
But they will fail ‘till you come
They’ll taste my pain
My blame, my rage
My cynicism in rough state
They’ll taste my pain
My blame, my rage
My cynicism in rough state
Should I trust my intuition
It’s up to me from now on
No matter how good I can live between states out of control
Their speech will not change
(Instead they will invent a new disease)
But they will fail: I’m in command
They’ll taste my pain
My blame, my rage
My cynicism in rough state
They’ll taste my pain
My blame, my rage
My cynicism in rough state
They’ll taste my pain
My blame, my rage
My cynicism in rough state
They’ll taste my pain
My blame, my rage
My cynicism in rough state
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