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I only have enemies outside now
Who all love me
They tell me you have to be careful, you have to feel better
You have to feel good
How can you think
To defend me from me
Leave it alone friend
Drink a coffee at this end of speech
We need a clinic
A church, a love, an emergency room
/>And those who are ill must be ashamed
And even those who are fat, even doing pleasures
You can make mistakes
Maybe you wanted to do good
And you done badly
In this end of the world
The whole church is increasingly in agreement, further and further away
Already in the third millennium they reason like this
Other than day by day
Then you go there to work, to marry, to have children, and then
You have to be there anyway
Not at the times you want
In this end of the year
How are we?
We need we need
We need you, you, you
You're there from morning
Until three o'clock
All priests, all doctors
All professors, everyone, what do you want
They all want to become saints or heroes
At this end of the millennium
I'm going away, I'm going away
I'm going away from this situation
I'm leaving, I'm leaving
I won't be back by nine
I leave it to you, I leave it to you
I leave the honor to you
I leave it to you, I leave it to you
I leave the balcony to you
I'm leaving, I'm leaving
But you'll see
I have to stay here
For love
At this fucking end
The end of the world
This end of the year
The end of the millennium