Bacilos nada

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After all there are a million stars
After all, everything remains the same
We are all afraid and eager, of this madness
There is more than one opportunity
After all, everything It is anarchy
Everyone goes where they think they should go
The crazy wheel of this suicidal life
The crazy story of that mistake
And suddenly you ask me why?
What can I say
Here sitting on this cloud
In a silver sea floating above you
I don't say anything to papapapa
Nothing to papapapa
Nothing to papapapa, uh, oh
And if this room tears me to pieces
And if a song is born from these pieces
Put them together carefully, I'm not guilty
I don't know what I meant
And suddenly you ask me, why?
What can I say
Here sitting on this cloud
In a silver sea floating above you
I don't say anything to papapapa
Nothing to papapapa< br/>Nothing for papapapa, uh, oh

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