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fineI guess I'm doin' fineI sleep at night and work all dayand in between there's some time to drift awayhurry up it's time to see the sun is sad enoughto hide behind a veiltry to lift it up but sadness causesabove all only sadnessand it's only because the tears blur my eyesbefore they wash them out and reveal the disguiseit's rather later than sooner that we see things clearertake a look in the mirrorand you'll know what I meanfineI guess I'm doin' fineI think a lot and I know too littleI think I know too littleI think I know too littleso sometimes I praise escapologycause it's the only way to be when you learn and you seehow cruel people can becruel people can beI never believed in the tale of reason From Letras Mania