Looking for freedom
i just find emptiness
when nobody gives
a penny for you
i sign a check in blank
you think i´m crazy
well i think you have
never found your soul
i´m tired of bad singers
i´m bored of bad songs
i hate the girls with plastic
in their interior
i want people laughing
i like people brave
i don´t like politicians
get your lies out of here
the race is only beggining
don´t give up
just until the last
don´t do millionare
fucking people trying
to wash your soul
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