I don't need your opium to survive. I don't need you at all. Arm yourself with strength and prepare your caps. The attack comes from the media. >of the clones
Climbing and rising positions
on the list,
invading the magazines.
Place your bets and let no one
make a mistake.
? Who will it be? This month the king of karaoke? The funny one, the handsome one, or the one who talks about love? You choose the jester. Don't you? I don't need you for anything.
I don't need your opium to
survive
I don't need you for anything
Arm yourself with ingenuity and also with intelligence.
Look for an antidote that will stop the epidemic that attacks the talent and livelihood of the real breathless artist. Step by step he climbs without deception and arrives Go up and let yourself live
Like me, like me,
without television.
Let's separate the artist from the jester.
I don't need your opium to
survive
I don't need you for anything
I need you for nothing.

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