| Angels fall down from the sky again
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| Someone with wings torn
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| Takas Palas
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| The second is selling itself and the third is probably a thief
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| When asked about their names, they answer:
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| No one
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| It's not easy for others or I don't think anyone is
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| Even the strong are weak and the weak take on their backs
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| Someone between the hell and the fist here is afraid
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| And when they ask their names, they answer:
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| No one
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| Men beat their women when not to say
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| Get against them and not be noticed
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| Come from the bottom of the couch and not be missed
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| Know yourself when your name is asked
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| It's: Nobody
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| Others are put in place
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| In love
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| Others are splashed and damaged
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| And when childhood, youth somehow
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| Let's spoon
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| Working life
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| In the dark
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| Pushed
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| No one
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| Let's think about what would be more sacred here
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| When others do not separate
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| From bad to good
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| Some drown in joy and others deep down
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| Sadness and when asked for their name
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| It's: Nobody
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| Some believe in goodness and build it
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| To the world and the power of love to heal
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| I guess it could be easier to start pissing
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| And when asked their names, they answer:
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| No one
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| Some talk shit and some just evil
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| Some from anywhere forge more money
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| In the same way, everyone branches a saw under their branches
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| And when asked their names, they answer:
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| No one
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| Someone believes in sobriety, with some whistling in the liver
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| Someone worships Satan, someone prays for God
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| I guess everyone should care, but the old one can't stand it
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| And when you ask for a name, I answer:
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| No one
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| What I’m singing about these, well, I guess nothing
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| When no sense has been blessed at this age
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| And if I were, I don't think so…
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| Shit last
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| And when you ask for a name, I answer: No one
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| And when it finally comes time to wish the sticks to the soil
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| The child just misses, well, maybe a couple of golds
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| Commemorative coffees and buns
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| The tombstone stands in the rain and reads:
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| No one
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| No one
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| No one |