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A quite guy
I am a quiet guy who likes music
I wonder if the rulers of the world are proud
I hear the silence in a noisy crowd
I see faded memory walking down the streets
I want to succeed in life before it passes me by
I am a quiet guy who likes music
I pretend to live in a fantasy a fantasy I rule
I feel the clouds blowing me away so cruel
I touch the moon and the night sky while I fly by
I worry will the world end while have achieved nothing
Yet I try
I cry when I hear people judging
I am a quite guy who likes music
I understand the pain of the guilty
I say that we are all the same
I dream about equality
I try to survive in this unequal angle of a world
I am a quiet guy who likes music
I wonder if the rulers of the world are proud
I hear the silence in a noisy crowd
I see faded memory walking down the streets
I want to succeed in life before it passes me by
I am a quiet guy who likes music
I pretend to live in a fantasy a fantasy I rule
I feel the clouds blowing me away so cruel
I touch the moon and the night sky while I fly by
I worry will the world end while have achieved nothing
Yet I try
I cry when I hear people judging
I am a quite guy who likes music
I understand the pain of the guilty
I say that we are all the same
I dream about equality
I try to survive in this unequal angle of a world
I am a quiet guy who likes music
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