The shit you hide gets you from behind
The difference:
A truth is a fact.
The fact:
You can not change facts with lies
And how does it work?
In truth, it doesn’t work, it goes along
In death, it just pays your respect
So now, lets end the day with music
Playing the sounds of our time
Playing the needs of our heights
Cracking the Dawn up own our neck
A colorful, blue, red, sky flying neck
Like the gooses heading away
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