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From country to another
when in Rome do as the Romans do
From island to another
I'm diving under the surface
From palace to another
I'm breaking the palaces
And many others would do exactly the same way
Yea I'm pack to the package all that I need
It's a rhythm, a man, a backpack and a world for me
Yea I'm going forwards, never backwards
I'm not going to take the plunge because of the night
Yea I fill the application, leaving blank sections
I'm taking toothpaste yeah and towels of course
I am not a thief, but I'm just looking my back
And I'm not the best, but not the worst ones neither
I am taking the life as a adventure, not as a race
I meet women from foreign countries, sit in vehicles
I watch the high yellow Moon
Well it knows, that I am here, of course
Budget of twentythousand euros
But I am still bargaining
Hands of the merchant, they are broken
One can't understand, no
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From Lahti to Helsinki, from Helsinki to England
From England I fly to poor man's hell
To rich man's paradise, to the whirlwind of the system
Even a man of peace is taken to orange
Yea, those times ain't over, we just think so
Like sitting down to black bench to blacken shoes
I see when the system is creating violence
One can't understand, no
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