jealosy is a mask we wearwe wear them all year long, all across the nation
not just on holidays or a special occasion.
all the masks are the same,
threw sleet and rain, threw love and pain
jealosy is a mask we wear.
threw the openings we see,
we feel traped of free.
threw the mouth we lie,
threw the eyes we cry, oh how we cry
slowly our bodys die & die.
threw the opening we seek the weak
bury there bodys beneath the creek.
&threw these openings we speak, oh how we speak.
the water flows and nobody knows.... but us
the bodys we reep rest beneath the creek.
jealosy is a mask we wear.
its best to care &only fair,
ask the flow we both know
it was me, it was me, it was me.
High
>words that will stay with me.
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sorridi come tu solo sai,
sorridi e non finire mai.
(:
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St. Francis said,
“A man who uses his hands is a laborer. One who uses his hands and mind is a craftsman. He who uses his hands, and his mind, and his heart is an artist.”
watch me, ill watch you!
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"Turn on, Tune in, and Drop out."
-Timothy Leary
{mindpower}
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'deine ideale werden dir egaler, wenn du dein gewissen besser zu verstecken weißt'
*fanta vier/ viel
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