You may be the best writher
And you may be the best musician
And you may be the best player
But you are not an artist to me
Cause you're in tune.

All those you like
All those who like you
All those that like you to like them
They are not artists to me.

You may be the best actor
And you may be the best dancer
And you may be the best singer
But you are not an artist to me
Cause you're in tune.

All those that like likening you
All those that like those who like
All those that like to like
They are not artists to me.

To be part of
To be part of
You are sold
You sold yourself
You lost your dream.

Darkness follows absentmindedness
I'm good, I'm good,
You must believe
Judge me
You know we would made it different
So why you tell me that we are all?
When we feel like you and me.




מתוך אופרת הרוק ABOY WALKS THREW THE LOVE MACHINE
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