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Sleepless long nights
That is what my youth was for
Go to the water so very near

The river will be your eyes and ears







I can't confront you
I never could do
That which might hurt you






She would have won the Nobel Prize
And thank her mama for all the good advice







We're the people, the happy
with the broken hearts
the ones who draw a picture
and proclaim that it´s art








Believe me I have tried
I'm sick of these words and all the consequences
They're always creeping up from behind






I told the false
And showed you the truth










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