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Life's theatre, tears and faces
Dreams have burnt with silent stories
Hit in back with shot or lances
Idols die without their sorries

Smoke of drugs syringe injection
Stars are putting out in spirit
Take guitare and drums, make action!
Bear illusion just like titbit.

They are known and they are famous
Gods of word and restless sinners
They will die in wealthy palace
They can't breathe, but they are winners.

Turn around and walk in glory
Choose the fame in eyes of sponger
There's black card I'm really sorry
Be the idol, sting them stronger.

Life's theatre, life is title
Our reason is defeated
Turn to me your back, my idol,
I will hit, because you need it.

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