| I see an old man on the street
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| Without shoes and nothing to eat
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| I ask myself, can this happen to me
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| And who’s the one, who cares about this treat?
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| What a fuck is going on?
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| Ignorance and «take it gone»!
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| Sorrow is a normal thing
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| Silence about suffering
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| Sad but true, we’re looking still around
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| We can’t help, cause we’re indifferent!
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| Is it the fear, that happens the same to us
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| To make us blind
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| A little girl is walking next to me
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| I see her little swollen face
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| I think she’s talking to her mother and I hear:
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| «Daddy's angry in these days»
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| What the fuck is going on?
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| Ignorance and «take it gone»!
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| Sorrow is a normal thing
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| Silence about suffering
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| Sad but true, we’re looking still around
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| We can’t help, cause we’re indifferent!
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| Is it the fear, that happens the same to us
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| To make us blind
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| We close our eyes and it happens everyday
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| We close our eyes and it happens everyday
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| We close our eyes and it happens everyday
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| We close our eyes and it happens everyday
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| We close our eyes and it happens everyday
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| We close our eyes and it happens everyday
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| We close our eyes and it happens everyday |