| Two rushing shades meeting face to face
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| Dull procedures come and go every day
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| A thousand tricks and one thousand smiles but
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| Life is not profound
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| An endless tide of ideas and belief
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| It’s a mess, 'cause nobody thinks or feels
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| The sky laughs loud, entertainment for free
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| We are nothing
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| Gain, all we gain is trivial nonsense next to nothing
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| Our merit is: failing whenever we can
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| We are so precious…
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| But I say, we are next to nothing!
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| We are nothing, next to nothing, we are nothing
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| A friendly smile hiding misunderstandings
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| I see your mask but your soul I can’t find
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| A thousand lost days, two thousand new ones
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| Tunnels light or dead end
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| Another night and even more days to come
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| And I’ve to look into mortal faces
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| It’s just an act of regret and farewell
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| We are nothing
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| I look at you and wonder
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| Is it me whom I see
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| I am one of those mortals too
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| I’m lost as well as you
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| Where is my sympathy
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| I’m not one of those
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| Who’re loving life, loving life eternally |