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Run hard, without escape
Never look back because there is no time!
Always stopping on the usual thought,
which in the end leaves me with an accomplice mystery...
...it's my HEAD!!!
Every day it's copies of the past
Only the color that I wear inside today changes!
It's my head, which gets stressed, which hurts me, which shakes me
It tightens the brain, pushes the bones, do something..that will shock me!!!
â¦.it's my HEAD!!!
That's how the flavor is lost,
for the things that once lived in you.
The goal is constant-elegant work
but in the evening you don't even know who you are!
So it's not there it's more passion,
for the things that I now do without a reason!
The goal is work-value-wanting
my hands full and the rest as if it didn't exist!