Why is life a sweet symphony is embitters?
Try to do if he/she finds finally
You are a slave that dies for money
I will take you lower her/it for the only highway that i already went some time
You know what takes to all the known roads, yeah
Any change, i can change
I can change, i can change
But i am here in my mold
But i am a million different people
From one day to the next
I cannot change my mold
No, no, no, no, not
Well, i never pray
But it is night that i am of knees, yeah
I need to hear sounds to translate my pain, yeah
I left the melody to polish, i let to clean my mind, i feel takes now
But the aerial routes are clean and nobody sings for me
Any change i can change
I can change, i can change
But i am here in my mold
I am here in my mold
And i am a million different people
From one day to the next
I cannot change my mold
No, no, no, no, not
I cannot change
I cannot change
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