This is the time
When everyone forgets they die
They think they know
Know anything
But wihout maschines
They know nothing
People seek anything they can feel
Peaces of plastic
peaces of fabric
peaces of animal fat
Passing by the reality and the feel
Missing love
Hearing pane
Without listening what is he's serious name
I know knowing nothing
I feel without the feeling
Nice hair they say
It is only thing what they see
In this world I'm only my body without me
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