Life

Hello, my friend, I do not know
What's going on this world.
Among dirt flowers here a grow
But it is just a mold.

Life in the country (and it's true)
Became a real hell.
All waiting for a deadly crew
With an awful a smell.

Let's just hold hands and to rebel.
We say finally "no!"
To lastly break the fucking cell
And make a great show.


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