Well I’m a happy man So will I ever speak my mind? But I know that we Just haven’t got the time To be awake, to be ashamed, will you? This world wants to drown me with The things it’s thinking of So now I don’t want to see or breathe In this place that cannot love I would rather lose my life Than to ever, ever lose my mind But in this world, in this land It’s our thoughts that we cannot find To be awake, to be ashamed, will you? So you see me run away And you wonder why I am scared Well, I just can’t help but think about The things of which we’re not aware [[Category:Poor Old Lu]]

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