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Some regret it, others do it all over again
Some understand, others don't even know what they did
Some say they love it, others hate what it says
Some just want fame, others just want to be happy
Some need to have the world to feel love
Others are content with a simple bouquet of flowers
For some it doesn't even have value, a hug, a handshake
A word of comfort, a prayer
Not for others, our father in the cell is in vain
He prefers frevo with the bitches, than his brother's love
Soldier throws water and salt on lepers
Kill Jesus again and become famous
How much brat becomes dangerous
Police officer shoots yet another criminal
Some try to understand what others do
And they kneel before the same image
The same scene, with other characters
Some are absent, while others suffer
Some are on crack, others are in church
Some are bleeding hearts, while others are celebrating
Some in GTI, others in the ICU
Some on beer, others on sedatives near the end
Handcuffs on the wrist and the face printed on the screen
And the opposite side with several shots to the face
While some think and sow flowers in the village
Others arm themselves and promote horrors on the corner
What is discouraging is knowing that it contaminates
Missing some makes others commit slaughter

Just some among others who don't dream anymore
And wakes up with a gun in his hand (between one and the other)

Some go crazy after self-consumption in the bedroom
Others kill their own mother and light a cigarette
I saw up close the body of the suicide bomber who blew his own skull open
So you don't lose the love of your life
Some find it funny, others cry the pain
Others are afraid of how far love can reach
We understand what they think and others say
What action when the heart and reason decide
Some hug, others say goodbye
Some throw flowers, others pray for God to protect
While the escape of some was successful
Others remained at the roundabout with a certificate as a confessed offender
Yeah, the world is dull
The wise will have the same ending as the crazy
Tears and smiles are confused on the face
And history repeats itself between one and another

Just one among others who no longer dreams
And he wakes up with a gun in his hand (between one and the other)