So what are we supposed to do
Kill each other
Commit suicide
Get married?
The pressure is too hard to endure
And it’s more than just atmospheric
Can’t fight it away
Everyone is against us
Even the psychiatrists
Especially them
Can’t make a step either left or right
A total impasse
Or maybe I am imagining things
Maybe we are both creating this schizophrenic drama
For a show which will never be staged
Not in this city
Not in this country
Not here
Here only a prison
Of squashed reality
A world based on lies
In the middle of this hypocrisy
We die
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