I belive in strangers
they look so true
and made of the best materials
golden smiles
and bodies from the southern skies
I belive in lies
they seem so true
and made of the best words you can get
golden lies
and whispers on a sunny day
so what if one day it all gets too hard
to tell a differ from what´s right or wrong
and if it all someday turns around
I will not know how to speak or why.
I belive in the world I see
is it real or pretending to me
anyway it still has a glow.
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