Gerardo D'Orrico - Say It Yourself

So a rich fake replaces me in a world betrayed then everyone already knows, in this silence, who says anything else but, certainly another false pleasure then illegal, must go to jail, the square is the prison for that person, you do not joke with certain issues that hurt the flesh, desperate animal friend. Let's proceed, from where? Come on you do not know there is only one truth to where you want to go then, is what you wanted to know but unfortunately you do not say a word. Make, make your expressions mine, the wine again. Good morning that will ever really live, does not seem all dirty, you have a religion prior to Jesus Christ? At a certain point it ends what he wanted to tell us, that is, that he did good, since then we are always good what he wanted to tell you who declared he was good. All these unique places do not exist, you are always you in certain aspects, that is, you are this tomorrow, next week the future maybe not but, you cannot go crazy, we have been deceived and backward friend, as evils are all the same. What's wrong with the world? You've got a bellyache. No, the world is wrong. You know what goes on after that arrow, you know there's everything in life in an instant, what you see is everything for now and forever. All the things happening must pass now there, where you are in the world, in front of you to be understood by you, to exist. This moment is the next or, next year the unknown but, it is not very fleeting, finally I do not think we are situated in the good today, to put it briefly, today is a day like any other at the end of the year zero ten you do not know, what speed life takes where it tells you to be, this hello.

Where you are bored, how many fascist prohibitions, gloomy at the end of a year that as always alone poor man presents himself as a sum, on the other hand what can you expect the day gets up, its realities adapt to their strength effectiveness, it will be suitable so, it is said perhaps it is our city that wanted to hide the furniture with its neon sign bright, flashing. Things that nobody ever wanted to hear like an echo at ten in the morning: what he wanted, what he said, now he's gone, now as always a deep right hidden in the homes of those who did not want, an illegal act outside the body, problems of others that 'the public does not work.

Close the phone call we were already ourselves before we woke up this morning, everything where we are as always is in a body of crime, the stones in your mouth like the people scattered downtown, it's already over, I do not think it will remain for years to come. How much it costs a today, what you see for next year, what has ended up in the end is just a little defrauded, with the art of a deception our state, by the metamorphoses that are assumed or personal duplications. How many fakes but comes next year, there was really not everything at this time, time for all or open offices. It is necessary to realize exactly as an example, for the Good not to operate those things, which are not good. Look at the clock, scrutinize the rest of the room or the horizon, the scenery is free of the place where you are.

The taste of lead, the year goes the same with people even more up-to-date than you. They have already done a different good, people a misery, a misery like I wasn't good, but I was good, so don't complain as you see we are all here. At the end of this economic legacy you can call me and I'm at home now I'm going to Happy New Year, happy holidays.

Bye Jesus, call me.

Okay, you're alive, bye… it's one of the most beautiful phrases of this century. Dear Red Brigade fade a little bit in this future, don't you have a name and talk? the city already exists with my cousin's software. Today, after a crack in the face, he runs away. The year zero eleven, who knows who's talking? Still mountain problems so we called there, be careful many continue until eight or ten. Tomorrow you will go out with the money, you do not understand anything, however a good day to you who have cobwebs in your head. Again, open your hand well again, let's see… here, look at it yourself at home, then let me know. I leave the house I'm a free wardrobe, I don't commit insults against the state, I'm not a criminal with my eyes open just to see the difference between things that move and things that stay put.

Corporeality of the possible, of the real you don't tell it all, now and now we really owe it to go in the sense that we have to move. You would be a thief or a non-thief, whoever stopped you, find some where it is written or look at your peace. You still have the intention to know where the thumbtack of the disc attaches in your truth, okay in my opinion you are in a state of confusion but, so they will call the police, they will say that you were in evil but, it is not a statement known then, to finish were others so more than one evil, by the great echo blamed, so that's how you will be: a beautiful creature alive whatever said, was so distant or far away that you do not hear, morale we are all in the same boat.

A good is a mistake or perfection, who knows how much it costs. The favourite yard of life is our room, our bad thoughts will be burned. On this day what will they do to us, what will all the people build but where have you moved to? I mean where are you… right now the first train for life has passed, you keep laughing, they are all false here in our country. Stop, it's because you're talking, don't you think it's our love, as there is a real or a problem common to all of us, it's true they come and go but, everything is real we are an image then we leave, we overcome afterwards an evil comes again and we have to exist to leave it, smaller than a penny just because it's a human being. The first form of elevation: don't advise, go ahead, don't talk to me, go towards the road, let's walk together, but that cloud nearby is evil, dear zero eleven. We owe a solution to walk higher than the earthly ground, not the popular ignorance as 'the pavement, or the authors we met in our lives were alone and confused us.

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