I can't see you, I can't see the way
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I can't hear a single word, around, around
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I don't feel fear, I don't have peace
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Everything in silence, not a single word, around, around
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Meanwhile, complete silence plays
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Only my thoughts can be heard, around, around
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A particle escapes, close your eyes quickly
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The world is eccentric, round, round
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I'm sinking deep, running into my shoes
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I will not arrive at that place like Godot
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It is a labyrinth of days and night is the time when I give in to dreams
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It is more than a challenge to find your port
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We wander blindly without maps without lamps
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We shout those slogans, then the bond comes
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Trying to stand up to this role
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Straight on the outside, straight on the inside
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And I see more and more depth, I search more and more for a dark corner
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But I want gasoline in my soul, take a match and strike out
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Life is a chanson, I float at night - a phantom
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I long, I cruise the city
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I long, I cruise the city
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I long, I cruise the city
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After all, it's just a nut outside
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Nothing according to plan, I'm circling the cart
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I walk the same block five times
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At five in the morning, I haven't slept in a long time
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Obsessed with thoughts like a nut
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I allow sleep only for dreams
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Well, I haven't had them in a long time
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The same block in my head for the fifth year
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Nothing according to plan, I'm circling the cart |
I will go into the dark, take off my mask and catch the tones
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Before the harpies merge, shrouded in smoke to take you down
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Immerse yourself in the darkness, transfer it to the canvas like Caravaggio
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Climb inside yourself, as if I had stepped into a lice-ridden bistro
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The night wants to change me, suck everything up before I reach the zenith
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With the cross, how Jesus will pull in the challenge
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Thoughts as crooked as in Pisa
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Everyone falls underground and is lost in the mist
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There will be bare trees, empty houses that are alone
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They fell to the ground, naked and without flaws
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But still don't worry
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They fell to the ground, naked and without flaws
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They are the paths into the interior, the valley of shadows, the night flight
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Strange trip, deep inside us there is no way back
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Like fear, disgust in Las Vegas
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I am Medusa's son as Pegasus
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Sometimes it seems to me, the silence is too loud, loud
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My wings are torn off by the storm, I'm falling
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Before it's over, crash
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Take off the Boeing, broken neck
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From the bottom of your heart, you don't screw up, Alcatraz
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I can't see you, I can't see the way
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I can't hear a single word, around, around
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I don't feel fear, I don't have peace
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Everything in silence, not a single word, around, around
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Meanwhile, complete silence plays
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Only my thoughts can be heard, around, around |
A particle escapes, close your eyes quickly
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The world is weird, all around
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After all, it's just a nut outside
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The nut itself
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It's just a nut on the outside
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Only the nut itself |