We've gone too far
With our lust.
Imagine if we could be the last
Soon we all gonna get
what we anticipate
Sooner or later.
This is no more a game.
The future is coming today.
The future is coming today.
Every day it is getting closer
There is a limit to everything
Even the sun is growing old
Forcasts predict the deadly cold
What should i do with
The limitless choice.
They need a mob to impose upon
No more the world but the market place
Freedom is soon. But it takes too long.
I cannot wait i telephone
to you. Nobody home.
it s close
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