Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Theater

Just there are two people in the world
One is the poor and the other the rich
The poor always going to be bond
And the rich is slave of him
The world doesn't handle us
Even I write the luck
Open the red curtain
Pay it tribute to the great sun
Sell the soul of your body
And you will listen a lot of cheers
And all of flower will fall over the story

Because the world is the stage
Of this theater
Because who has be sold himself
Will walk the theater
And you will observe butterflies and unicorns
In this mirage
And I know all of this because I am
In this theater.

Just there are two kinds of men
One is the losers and others the winners
Choose a side of this character
But I warn you, don't win this
Because this world is no ours
Because I write your luck
Open the red curtain
Praise who gives you everything
And you will have everything what you want it
But nothing belongs of you
Because they control you.

Because the world is the stage
Of this theater
Because who has be sold himself
Will walk the theater
And you will observe butterflies and unicorns
In this mirage
And I know all of this because I am
In this theater.

Come on
Let's sing along
And act on
This theater

Because the world is the stage
Of this theater
Because who has be sold himself
Will walk the theater
And you will observe butterflies and unicorns
In this mirage
And I know all of this because I am
In this theater.

Album: Excentric.

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