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Holy great guillotine, I gave you a part of me |
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Not my head,not my chin |
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Holy great guillotine you ate almost all my dreams |
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I'm condamned to lose something I cherish |
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And to let it all go in a mutual contentement |
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Watching the floor getting closer to my face |
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And there has been no trial, something to get what happens to me |
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Nothing but silence |
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And silence signs my end |
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Death to the guillotine |
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We lose and share the emptiness of all passions and cares |
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In the end am I just allowed to breathe? |
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Among no head bodies, other no head boides |
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On our necks a better people would sail and they would have fun for sure |
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And we would endure it without wanting to know more |
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My end will be where it's supposed to be |
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I know |