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"If one is not half mad, how can one give birth to a dancing star?" (Nietzsche)

terça-feira, outubro 10, 2006

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One Of A Kind

On top of the world you get nothing done,
Talk is cold and burns like the sun,
Can't you see these skies are breaking?
Coz on top of the world is where I'm from..
The back of the class is where I was,
Keeping quiet, playing dumb,
Can't you see these skies are breaking?
Coz the back of the class is where I'm from ..
And I am one,
I am .I am one,
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am.
I'm in a race and it's killing time,
I don't need yours I'll keep it with mine,
Can't you see these skies are breaking?
Coz I'm in a race and I'm doing fine,
Thank you.
Two of a kind and no one home,
I'm in a crowd and I'm still alone,
Can't you see these skies are breaking?
Cos one of a kind is all I own..
I am one,
I am.I am one,I am, I am,
I am, I am, I am.
Out of the womb and into the void,
I wanna try but I get annoyed,
Can't you see these skies are breaking?
So out of the womb and into the void.
I am one,I am.
I am one,I am I am I am I am.
I am one,I am.
I am one,
I am I am I am I am I am.
On top of the world you get nothing done.

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