

Five , six, seven, five
All the money that I shake
All I money that I fake
I´m not loser , have no pride
I´m not fighting, I will live my time
That´s my story, that´s my tree
That´s my stupid reality, I have to live
I´m not loser, I just have to much to hide
I´m not dying, this is just too much pride
I´m not blind
I´m all right
I´m loosing my mind
Everyday I´m searching for a place to hide
Where I can put my body down
Five, six, seven, one
I´m not blind
I´m all right
I´m loosing my mind
I´m not blind
I´m loosinf my mind
There´s no reason to be blind
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