I want experiences
To satisfy my brain
My inside poorness
Escape from myself
From my meanness

My jealosy and my greed
I will take the ultimate drug
And touch the conditioned
Undertone of my being

Im unhappy and I must be happy
Happy, happy, happy
Definitely in trouble
I'm fighting again
I am looing for something more
Than this routine life, than this brutal world
Violent and ruthless
That becomes more and more efficient
And more and more cruel

It might be possible to cause a revolution?

It might be possible

Human being so genius that possess
Such a marvelous technology that
They arrived to the sky and they dumped
To the depth of earth and sea that invent electronic brains

Why don't they invent the only thing it really matters?
Why the heart is so empty?
For the fear of the motive

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