Why does your eyes shine when I suffer?
And on the other hand
When you ask me something
You show a kind face
It seems like we are in a hypocrite tide
And so it is!
I don´t like hypocresy
“They try to cover the sun with a finger!”
Feel my hand upon your heart
And look at my eyes
Tell me that you neither
We are surrounded by hypocresy
And I want someone
Who´s sincere from heart
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