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Tired
Maybe i am the man with those mythic two heads
One facing down, the other facing back
But i don´t know who i am
And you still don´t know who i am
Maybe i am the man with the legendary four hands
To finger, to heal, crave and strangulate
But i don´t know who i am
And you still don´t know who i am
I am exhausted of returning to a place i´ve never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place i´ve never been
Maybe i the man of the universal two words
The lie and the lie, the scorn and the scorn
You want to know how i am
To forgive me for what i am
I am exhausted of returning to a place i´ve never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place i´ve never been
I forgot who i am but i am too tired to be it
I forgot who i am but i am too tired to live it
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