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On the way to fool,
fool truth,
truth is become the lie,
the lie will be no rest,
no rest will be pain and pain come out screaming,
the screaming won't stop and that it does not stop gonna make peoples mad,
i'm gonna make peoples mad on my own way,
far far way in the future the peoples will be looking at me like a foolish girl,
and that what I am.
Foolish girl in the world.
and it will turns out on it own way.
The madness thing that it ever been.
and no one can decrease the sound what I get off mouth.
Someday I can feel it, wretched fortunes and displeasure admixture,
and I can dance with lightnings,
and when i found myself,
dancing,
I'm going to be a piece of history in seconds.
Could it ever stop?
Could I ever make it stop?