Bouquets like paper
Smooth and white without folding
And we were made to walk
Widely unclaimed
A long time ago they told me
It doesn't happen here nothing
That everything is kept
So that nothing happens to him
That this land is for the blind
And that the one-eyed man is in heaven
To keep everything
/>And that nothing happens here
We are submissive and obedient
Wanting to scream, wanting to kill
But we have been educated here for a long time
to lie
A long time ago they told me
Nothing happens here
That everything is saved
So that nothing happens to it
That this land is for the blind
br/>And that the one-eyed man is in heaven
To keep everything
And that nothing happens here

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