c'est comme le pain En manger trop rassasie Mais jusqu'au bout de la vie Il en faut soir et matin Mangez du pain {x2} Le sel donne un gout au pain Et
He sighs and looks in the mirror And he can't tell anymore Who he really is and who they believe him to be And he sighs and walks a thin line Between
Make the world like a dream Make the world like a fable Make the world like a story Gold at the end of rainbows Make the world like a dream Make the
Everybody close your eyes You can see the world tonight Society is fine And there's enough to eat
He says, he looks in the mirror, he can't tell anymore Who he really is and who they believe him to be And he says he walks a thin line between what is
He was born in a murderous fashion The ass of the business class was his passion Number by hustle he numbered his muscles Honour by honest he fell
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: Invisible like all the reasons Dark and cold like all the seasons Things are not as you would have them I'm no man and you're no woman I guess I hope
: He sighs and looks in the mirror And he can't tell anymore Who he really is and who they believe him to be And he sighs and walks a thin line Between
Invisible like all the reasons Dark and cold like all the seasons Things are not as you would have them I'm no man and you're no woman I guess I hope