don't look at me, you never will see thruth
a doings not depend from what you always choose
bad things in world is always starts from thoughts
so, i don't think, i just produce a clouds
don't try to impress me, it will be bad choice
you don't hear truth, even if hear my voice
all question in a world a people solve with fists
i don't play in this, i just produce a mist
a days and nights is circle with no end
who will inviting you to own secret land?
if want says something — better forget this
it is my job — i makes a best of dreams
i just produce a clouds
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