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Tomorrow will you wake up?
And instead of eyes we will be born with blindfolds
Tomorrow will I wake up?
And from my mouth will flee a song
Tomorrow I will wake up
With this strange need of not to belong
Tomorrow I will wake up
Just to copy whatever is wrong
Tomorrow I will wake up
In a cage of perfect gold
Tomorrow, will I wake up?
Hope in tongue, golden song
Tomorrow I will wake up
With an innate appetite
To be just one of yours
Tomorrow I will wake up
And try everything not to be alone
Tomorrow will I wake up?
And try everything to be alone
Incise, open wide from the inside
Cast out, see what is still left of live
Secure for me the status of a prime suspect
Tying the hands of a blindman
Teaching the colours to a blindman
And ask him to react, and ask him to react
Tomorrow I will finally feel
A natural will of being artificial
Into dekadance with elegance
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