All days, everything is fine Same things, look the sun is shinning All pink, the perfect life Always good, at the big white house
Everyone who sees, man How good better can it be? Nothing is so perfect If you know their lives If you get their souls
Look, daddy is coming His wife smiling The children, growing How sweet life is If he wasn’t hiding
Under the clothes, inside the blood Far from the view The monster that is growing Since he had to give up his dreams
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Hey man, it’s real life It’s our hell It’s our fight We just have, to be alive To do the same things That everyone is like
Making the breakfast Caring her beautiful, nice What is she dressing? She not forgetting the make up Waiting for school time To let the children Thinking what to at lunch And waiting for her lover, he’s coming To give her something Something she’s never had
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Look inside, the children is fine But as the time passes The water is becoming wine Alive, it’s infecting their mind It’s getting their soul It’s the world, you know
But all this still exist You just have to close your eyes And pretend that life Is a real life