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And there's no meaning

Being disturbed by myself

My thoughts, conscious and doubts

My stupidity and my useless rights

That i dream that i have

And we're all sleeping

A huge common coma

We're dead and, oh my...

We know it, "but deny"

And there's no sense on

Keep trying to lie 

To me, yourself or your friend

To the all world, untill the end

The end that i madly fear

And we're all fearing

We're frightened, oh gosh...

We know it, "you're lost"