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Tomorrow will (you) I wake up? and instead of eyes we will be born with blindfolds Tomorrow will you (I) wake up? and from my mouth will flee a song Tomorrow I will wake up with this strange need of not to belong Tomorrow I will wake up just to copy whatever is wrong Tomorrow I will wake up in a cage of perfect gold Tomorrow, will I wake up? hope in tongue, golden song Tomorrow, I will wake up with an innate appetite (to be one of yours) to be just one of yours Tomorrow I will wake up and try everything not to be alone Tomorrow will I wake up? and try everything to be alone Incise, open wide from the inside Letras de cancionescast out, see what is still left of (life) live Secure for me the status of a prime suspect Tying the hands of a blindman Teaching the colours to a blindman and ask him to react, and ask him to react Tomorrow I will finally feel a natural (natural) will of being artificial (Tomorrow i will feel) into Decadance with elegance. From Letras Mania