The same old paper
To write my notes
To tell my life
To cry for the lost battles
The same old paper
That I want to burn
In the same old fire
That burn’s me up
The same old fire
That I want to kill
That same old same
That means nothing to me.
My life is a same old same,
My life is a same old song
But the same old chorus
Will no more be singed
Will be changed today.
No more same old same
And my life I will live it
As a same old new
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