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SDSS
SDSS
The mice are ruling the globe,
and the iron serves them to squeeze out the pus.
I was born under the caterpillars,
I am making a wish, and you pick the city and number.
A book under the pillow - faith with science,
I believe, I do not need God.
It is eating me slowly away the little animal,
should I get killed or die away?
If you love me, help me, shoot me in the head.
If you love me, help me, I give you my body.
I have no soul, or I do not know how to give it.
I have no soul, or I do not know how to give it.
A messenger from the distant past will arrive,
I will know why I am neither tall nor blond.
Coagulation of the proud nations,
my body is rotting, my brain stays healthy.
I agree, I am innocent, I agree, I am guilty,
I am mooring - I throw my hawser on the rocks.
Grab it, tie me up, I am punctured, I am drowning,
and in vain you pump the water out of me.
And still I am in love with my little dream.
If you love me, help me, shoot me in the head.
If you love me, help me, I give you my body.
I have no soul, or I do not know how to give it.
I have no soul, or I do not know how to give it.
Here is a word, you put a sentence together,
I have no strength to breathe out.
Love, freedom, and smile, and happiness,
and a tear, and hatred, and sadness, and fear...
The mice are ruling the globe,
and the iron serves them to squeeze out the pus.
I was born under the caterpillars,
I am making a wish, and you pick the city and number.
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