We have to stop a rat
Take off the disguise
To find the cure
There is a mental crisis
Looks that bore me
They don't stop accusing
Nothing is a question luckily
No one is going to help me
I realize
That I want to feel good
It is a journey in which I am reborn
I free myself from the garca to discover
br/>That a new dawn awaits on my route
I will not ask permission
In this carnival
We have to slow down for a while
There is a mental crisis

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