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Lost In Translation Theatre!

And this real-life
And that's just fantasy
Captured in a landslide
There is no escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look to the skies and see
I'm a poor child to have any sympathy
Because I'm Easy Come, Easy Go
A little high, little low
In each case the wind is not important to me
For me

Mama, just killed a man
Gun against his head
Now dead, I pulled the trigger
Mama, life had begun
But now you went and have been discarded
Mama ooo,
Did not want to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Go on, come on, as something really important

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Of the body at any time, the throat
Hello all I have to go
Got left behind and all the real face
Mama ooo-wind (any direction)
If you do not want to die,
Sometimes I had never ever born

Ben, a man is a small silhouette to see
Scaramouche, Scaramouche will you do fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning very very frightening me
Galileo Galilei
Galileo Galilei
Galileo Figaro Magnifico

I was just miserable, and nobody loves me
That a poor family's only a poor child
This is a freak spare her life
Will you let me go Easy Come Easy Go
Bismillah!
No, I do not allow
let go
Bismillah!
We do not allow
let go
Bismillah!
We do not allow
let me go
Will not Let You Go
let me go
You Will not Let Go
let me go
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Mamma mia, mamma mia, mamma mia let me go
Demons aside for me, for me, for me to put the devil is

And my eyes so I can spit out the stone I think
So that you can love me and leave me to die I think
Oh baby, baby I can not do this
I just need to get off just here

Nothing Really Matters
Everyone can see
Nothing really, nothing really important issues for me

In any way the wind ....

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