Try to live with the Ghosts of confusion Im rolling without reason My dreamland is just around the corner My caffeinetwisted brain runs high, runs high Suddenly I turn into a penguin I swim towards the sea My wings are short but shiny Im glad Im not a bee Try to live with the Ghosts of confusion One hour after midnight And Im a penguin, black and white I wonder can these take me Above the sea tonight? But even if Im trying My wings cant make me fly Im waking up and crying At least I had to try Now here I am reminding You all to think about This story I was writing A very sleepless night One hour after midnight And Im a penguin, black and white I wonder can these take me Above the sea tonight? Two sides of one story Living next to the evil airlines Hysterical pilots flying in my head Corrupted politicians filled with seed Im rolling without reason My dreamland is just around the corner My caffeinetwisted brain runs high, runs high Suddenly I turn into a penguin I swim towards the sea My wings are short but shiny Im glad Im not a bee Try to live with the Ghosts of confusion
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