How many times those sad days will come back!
I live a fake world, full of dreams, without sharing
Did you need open your wounded heart, speaking
Did you wait the friend arms of these new funny people.
The sun illuminates the same quiet ground, sinking hopes
Don't accept their rules, and their simple fake sunrise
Weakness in the middle of crew, you're a person, growing
Fear, between laughs, they bornt themselves in your human doubt
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