And then one, that magical life
Turned to pure bleakness
Like being punched by a knife
From rose to red to darkness

Spread a crow from a dove
And the impossibility of romantic love
The reality seemed to fall upon my head
How I wish I were still in bed

Violence, corruption and murders
Diseases, pimps, burglars
Is there blood only in movies?
Reality is worse than tv cop series

Our peaceful world is gone
Security and love went up in flames
The new millennium brings none
Can't we stop playing silly games?
Especially that one game called Life.

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