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If you don't have a clear sense of our existence
And you lack beliefs to tolerate the improbable truth
And there's no solid ground to understand what it means to do
Why did you ask so many questions?

Those who first validated the gods, then science
And all belief has no support and cannot be found
Epistemology that resists total relativism that makes you dissociate
And not understand what this is that we are living, applaud like this!

Welcome to the cultural classroom
In today's episode we have the presence
Of the young composer Tomi Salomón
From a much younger age, Tomi awoke
An interest in music and philosophy
Although this interest preferred to keep sleeping
It is undeniable that things do not begin
Or at least, not when they are invented
Or perhaps the world was inventing ancient

So, let's listen to his first record
Where a supine balance invites us to think that nothing is left over
On the contrary, it lacks
Thus, his first philophonic work, falopitas

Everything is a lot, I can't find division
Nothing is a lot, many times I don't know if there's a comparison
Everything is a lot, a little is a lot
It's not understood how much nothing is in between (what do I know)

Everything is a lot, I say in approximation
That life ending as it always does is terrifying
The only thing I feel worse about is the idea of the eternal, what a pain!
Scientists who want to extend us
This hell, dimwits

Comparing the finite and the infinite, both things are terrible
I no longer have dopamine to calm the doctrine
The dogma of not having dogma
The fear of being right

Everything is a lot, I can't find division
Nothing is a lot, many times I don't know if there's a comparison
Everything is a lot, a little is a lot
It's not understood how much nothing is in between (what do I know)

Everything is a lot, I say in approximation
That life ending as it always does is terrifying
The only thing I feel worse about is the idea of the eternal, what a pain!
Scientists who want to extend us
This hell, dimwits

Comparing the finite and the infinite, both things are terrible
I no longer have dopamine to calm the doctrine
The dogma of not having dogma
The fear of being right

And if I have made a mistake
And there is an eternal life
It seems much worse to me

If you don't have a clear sense of our existence
And you lack beliefs to tolerate it, applaud like this!