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Laid in my bed there is me dreaming,dreaming,dreaming... about unreal stuff Then the damned clock starts to bell and i ask to my self "Here I go again..to this conformate world oy hypocrisie" and after I go to my routine
So many charcters diffrent but all the same because they play their roles as mum,dad,my friends and someone else And so many sceneries...my home,the outside world and the college some with many people but i feel sometimes alone because some of them are actors that i don't know and some
let's make a riot...There are your sleeping Living in your world of fiction Where you get everything that you want money,friends and girls Then the alarm clock starts to bell at 7 am and you say "Oh no not again" I was enjoying that dream..againlet's make a riot...
This is the routine that you have to face Jerks looking and making fun of you. You hope that this could be a nightmare But is your reality.. Your painful reality
And do you think that bunch of morrons are better than you?! Cooler than you!? Or Smart like you?! If you think yes,you are an idiot
MythIts a nothing that is everything No one can explain.. But just fell in the middle of the fog You don't see nothingMyth
The Sunset is coming and brings darkness and death You can't do anything about that But you are sitted in that corner waiting from anyone
There's an silhouette in the fog.. there's somebody in the fog.. maybe someone that you consider as your salvation from your anonomy caused by yourself Your life is a caos...
There's some many things to answer and some of your sins to heal you should learn with your errors
Portraits of a Modern RoutineI've waked up It was raining in last night It was a empty bottle of whiskey I'm full of headaches And I don't remember what happened to mePortraits of a Modern Routine
I've slept in a corner
full of cans of trash,rats and badgers I'm so filthy and smelling strongly of whiskey then i stared at me with marks of lipstick and i think i've fucked in the last night
The sun burns my eyes affected by the hangover And I was ready to puke.. I decide to wake up and walk a while
Then the people look at me As i was the most despicable guy on earth
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