The izaiah

Big grove

The izaiah
I don't know
If we are losing
I don't know
If is the best way

I don't know
I'm so far away
Of survive myself
Reality now
Reality always
A constant shock in my brain

I don't mind
The world is a big grove
I don't mind
I am a woodcutter

I don't know
If we are losing

I don't know
I'm so far away
Of survive to myself
Reality now
Reality always
A constant shock in my brain

I don't mind
The world is a big grove
I don't mind
I am the woodcutter

When the sun burn our confused eyes
Will be the end of cry
And all remember my name

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