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Growing up in the west
I never stood in line nor learned to wait
Never wore shoes not my size
When you grow up in a soft world,
You never learn to be tough and endure
When you grow up in a sweet world
You never learn to handle the bitter
I grew up in a grey life,
I said I grew up in a grey life
Colour looked really attractive,
But it is really the same on the inside
Our wallets get fuller, but our soul gets emptier.
Don't be fooled by what you see
The dream isn't deeper than a moviescreen is thick.

I don't know who was really rich back then
The one wealthy or with character healthy
The one who worries about losing what he has
Or the one who dreams about having

We maybe grew up in different worlds
With other food, with other music with other clothes with other smell
But what is there to talk about now?
The whole world is a tiny village
Hollywoodlies fill our minds
Yeah we eat the same and we speak the same language
Hand in hand back to Babylon

I don't know who is really rich down here
The one wealthy or with character healthy
The one who worries about losing what he has
Or the one who dreams about having
And I don't know no I don't know who is really richdown here
The one in excess or the one without access
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