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Father told me many years ago

"In hard times be honest with yourself"

The thought haunts all night long

And if all the people would admit weakness and mistakes

Life would be much easier

Life would be much easier

City lights stares in my eyes

The monks they'll listen by the records of our lives

And in the doomsday it will lay out our grooves

It doesn't matter which religion you choose

So if you really feel it's not your cup of tea

Give up, but be kind, pay and leave a tip

So if you really feel it's not your cup of tea

Give up, but be kind, pay and leave a tip

We arrive with the darkest times

And it is hard to put people sometimes

And the thought haunts me all night long

What remains when we stop the war?

Life would be much easier

Life would be much easier

City lights stares in my eyes

The monks they'll listen by the records of our lives

And in the doomsday it will lay out our grooves

It doesn't matter which religion you choose

So if you really feel it's not your cup of tea

Give up, but be kind, pay and leave a tip

So if you really feel it's not your cup of tea

Give up, but be kind, pay and leave a tip