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Oct 21
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight,
why are life around here poor,
why our people never fight.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight,
why there isn't enough love,
why our future's not so bright.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight,
the lives that matters, are all gone,
on the future, thereΒ΄s no light.

One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven, eight,
try to avoid every thought,
life is never just a game.

- Tarmo Selter -
2024
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Pojamusic
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