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Maybe I won’t wake up tomorrow
The poet’s heart will finally rest
I’d better pay my debts
And make my peace with those
With whom I’ve fought
My inbox is so often quiet
The phone is gathering dust in its case
I’ll write a letter to myself
To stop rushing
To stop falling in love
And just... manage to survive the day
And the world keeps turning the wheel!
Laughing, crying, looking away
But I keep my face held high
Without extra words
Without those stupid questions!
Know this, I’ve just stepped out for a stroll
While the stage hasn’t faded away yet
I still have something to sing
I still have something to wait for
But... into the trash! Shift’s over
And someone will say: He's finally dead
They'll wave their hand
Tired of all my lines
He dug the grave long ago
For me!
He’s waited so long for this day
For me... to be in the coffin
I’ll look at this commotion
It’s a bit of a shame
That I’m lying in a box
When I still have so much to say
But anyway
Live as you want
Live a little longer
Don't follow me
I feel so good here
Without you
Know this, I’ve just stepped out for a stroll
While the stage hasn’t faded away yet
I still have something to sing
I still have something to wait for
But... into the trash! Shift’s over
Know this, I’ve just stepped out for a stroll
While the stage hasn’t faded away yet
I still have something to sing
I still have something to wait for
But... into the trash! Shift’s over
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