We are sick and going to die.
We are hopeless people.
We are sad.
We are animal.
We are stupid.
We are bullshit.
We are cosmetic faking bastards.
We are popular as hell.
We are funk rocker.
We are fucked locked up.
We are in jail of our body.
We are loosing our soul.
We are helpless.
We are underground heroes.
We are snack of our lovers.
Yeah, anyway, till the end...we are what we don't want to be... We're all
coming back again to die again to be born again to die again to be pain
again to be happy again to be sad again to be fucked up again to be die
again to be born again to be learnt again to be taught again to be hello
world again ... do you really believe?
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