[Submitted
by Roberto Meiss]
God, don’t you think that’s enough
The air I breath is getting smooth
Tell me why I’m still here
Even if I turn off the lights
God, I never understand
Why they called them friends and next move
Was reborn our mistakes
And step into our heads tell me why
GOD:
In the end I’ve realized
We’ve just dreamed about movies and stars
Past is past and I think that nobody knows where it goes
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