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Twenty-five years ofmy life and still.I´m trying to get up thatgreat big hill of hope, fora destination.I realized quickly when I knew
I should, that the world was madeup of this brotherhood of manfor whatever that means.
And so I cry sometimes when I´mlying in my bed just to get itall out what
´s in my head and
I am feeling a little peculiar.
And so I scream from the top ofmy lungs what
´s going on?
And I say: Hey - ey - ey- e-ey.
Hey - ey - ey. I say: Hey, what
´sgoing on?
And I try, oh, my God, do I try,I try all the time in thisinstitution, and I pray, oh, my
God, do I pray, I pry ev
´ry singleday, for a restitution.
And so I wake in the morning when Istep outside and I take a deepbreath and I get real high the Iam feeling a little peculiar.
And so from the top of my lungswhat
´s going on?
And I say: Hey - ey ......
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