Empty barrels make the most noise
There is a coffee's cup somewhere,
In need of a filling
Real tears worth more than fake smiles
There is a fence, somewhere,
In need of a breach
It's the shadow that rules the world,
And the sorrow able to hold.
And behind this red curtain,
I prepare a sabotage...
'Cause something is uncertain,
And remain onto this stage
I cannot believe in that,
You, little miserably rat
You're very, very mean,
But did you ever seen,
How the life is beautiful?
You, miserably fool
Empty barrels make the most noise.
There is a coffee's cup somewhere,
In need of a feeling
Real tears worth more than fake smiles.
There is a mirror, somewhere,
In need of a crossing
I would like to express my feelings,
The sincerity of a dying something
The eye of the world, is trapped in this hole
I would like to express my feelings,
The sincerity of a dying something
The eye of the crowd, is trapped in this vault
The sincerity of a dying something
What if, there were burned fields everywhere
We would have mud fights in there
With a smile on our broken faces
Children's laughter, somewhat crazy ideas
What if, there were industry spaces
Well, in the thick black fumes of the factories
We would see convoluted shapes
Like dark ravens in the night landscapes
I would like to express my feelings,
The sincerity of a dying something
The eye of the world, is trapped in this hole
I would like to express my feelings,
The sincerity of a dying something.
The eye of the crowd, is trapped in this vault
The sincerity of a dying something
I would like to express my feelings,
The sincerity of a dying something.
The eye of the world, is trapped in this hole
I would like to express my feelings,
The sincerity of a dying something
The eye of the crowd, is trapped in this vault
The sincerity of a dying something
Empty barrels make the most noise
There is a coffee's cup somewhere,
In need of a filling
Real tears worth more than fake smiles
There is someone, somewhere,
In need of a something...

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