There is no longer a star where the trees still look up
Have a summer get a living room and a skull

Go out, take me outside, tell me the fiery fiery lies
Come out, describe what we all really are

You, a country that of course stopped to know
You, a straight line through all sighs and doubts
You read my words without any flaws
You know what I know before I know

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