Do we really exist?
We’re sending the day
We’re sending the night
We’re sending the years
We’re sending the world
Do we really exist?
Do we really live?
Whether it is true
We’re dressing like the kings
We’re eating like the pigs
We’re dressing like the pigs
We’re eating like the kings
We’re working like a chicken
We’re earning like an egg
We’re working like an egg
We’re earning like a chicken
May be we will turn
Into ash and smoke
May be as the wind
In a soil for a sure
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