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Collecting pieces of puzzles around

But is seems there`s no pair

Job so disproductive

Doubtfull in it`s success

I put a large effort in things

That I dreamed of

You make me sick when I see that

You`re stealing it from me

Feed my hungry pride

With your sickness - rage

Nothing is goin` on

Power is in their hands

You can live your dream

But they`ll allways wake you up