Am C
We will write a letter to dear
Am C
And we will say;dont fear
Am C
We decided to wear
Am C
The clothes that makes us clear
Am C
You cant hide this voice;Hear
Am C
If you want,we are here
Am C
And waiting you to breathe fresh air
Am C
We have already known everybody is player
Am C
But nothing to believe,nothing to care
Am C
This world is completely unfair
Am C
However the wind on our hair
Am C
It is the thing that controls also our gear
Am C
And suddenle lake seems,made of tear
Am C
Tear of the horse,trying to rear
Am C
Has unique hair and a long ear
Am C
The only thing he wants is just a pear
Am C
The horse is afraid of a gun
Am C
Here is a stupid man coming for fun
Am C
He never will be Ludvig Van
Am C
But he wants to have one more son
Am C
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To teach how to use a gun
Am C
How to make animals run
Am C
But also he loves the fair at Cannes
Am C
Only to seem like a culturel sun
Am C
A kind of sun that always hide
Am C
Hide from the unknown side
Am C
This can be an earthquaqe or a tide
Am C
It doesnt matter if it is not worth to fight
Am C
Maybe he wears something tight
Am C
To protect himself for a bite
Am C
Perhaps he searched a website
Am C
To learn the ways to commit suicide
Am C
It can be reason for agression
Am C
For biting the cushion
Am C
It will also teaches him the fashion
Am C
The fashion between depression and passion
Am C
But this can be good for action
Am C
To the neighbours,to the parents;reaction
Am C
Whatever he does,this is the first thing:detection
Am C
And secondly the thing that you can easily guess;protection
Am C
Kill someone and relax,this is kind of collection
Am C
That contains stolen souls and infiction
Am C
This was a part of our lives,under construction
Am C
And this is how it ends,It was an explanation.