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I eat the scraps of a dinner I can’t afford anymore
The face in front of me has changed since yesterday
His empty eyes remind me of those I see on the windows
As I walk away to another night of aches and anguish

CHORUS:
I am the scarecrow of your existence
The cluster of rags on your flat screen
Which tells you every time that nothing is granted
That all can collapse anytime

I used to look away when I saw...
Who I became I’m in his shoes now and despise who I used to be
People don’t cut off their noses to spite their faces
They resign themselves, forget to be humane

CHORUS

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