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Comforting lights

The presence of streetlights Or a tv, that makes you feel Everything seems at ease What’s perceived, not entirely real
Out there lurks darkness And evil, itself it will not show Your not supposed to look into The place where despair can grow
Keep yourself away from trouble And work your ass nine till five You’re doing great when you’re ignoring All those who are betraying life
Ignorance is your way out So only speak about Will Smiths’ slap But do not speak up too loud Otherwise they wouldn”t cheer and clap
Keep the curtains closed for comfort And shield yourself from any form of hate Never explore beyond any border Now go to bed, before it is too late
Dimm the lights for sleeping And tuck yourself in at night For you dont know how it is to survive In the absence of a comforting light
You sleep pretty as a Westener Always too tired to work things out Just do your fucking nine till five Keep your head high in that cloud
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