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In the end I don’t care,

I don’t give a shit,

of what they think!

I don’t care if I look like a fool,

a crazy man, a mad man,

Like I don’t even know where are my hands.

I don’t even want to have a plan,

I’m just a chaos fan,

getting lost into some van.

I can’t get anymore,

of the shit into your brains,

you can’t get my pains,

as they run trought my veins,
I want to geta way into trains.

(altro…)