A piece of paper is no more that you can see the only problem is inside, empty the importance of it grow more and more in me it is the only thing that makes me feel powerful, happy and sure that my life is OK full of new dreams that it'll fulfill if it's always with me a big car, a sweet home and a model with big tits that she falls in love with me when I whistle I am that you see nothing more, I cannot fool me materialism is a second part, the first is me me as a person who try to love and look at your face I must be modest and escape from all it moves the world today, the motor is in it it comes and goes but its direction's the same they never have enough it is ridiculous it's a long time they declared war on us governments, oil companies and banks are all the same they conduct a single orchestra and we don't complain
every thing's alright? no problems? what will be next? the worst is that the big problem is inside I am that you see nothing more, I cannot fool me materialism is a second part, the first is me me as a person who try to love and look at your face I must be modest and escape from all five, they are only five it is all that we have five, they are only the five we talk when they want now you can go to hell and never come back I am that you see nothing more, I cannot fool me materialism is a second part, the first is me me as a person who try to love and look at your face I must be modest and escape from all I'm sure of it, I want believe sentimentally, values over me I want to escape from selfishness materialism in my life is dead