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I Am Thousand

I got a world-weary soul behind my mask of gold
My head is burning but my heart is cold
I don`t know what I want
I don`t want what I know
I am just weak motherfucker in a winner`s pose

I`m hanging round the cheapest bars
I crawl with the rats but think I`m hunting the stars
My head`s in the clouds
But my soul`s on it`s knees
I want the best of this world still I can`t pay the fees

I roam the lower places
I lost my promised land
I bear a thousand faces
Call me the common man

I guess I know myself I guess I`m in control
I feel stoopid but I play my role
I lie awake at night
And I feel ashamed
I know something went wrong
But I won`t take the blame

I turn around walk astray
Waiting for the break of day
Break down fall apart
Another broken mind another shattered heart

Burn out
Fade away
Fade away

I roam the lower places
I lost my promised land
I bear a thousand faces
Call me the common man


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