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You are the one, Let's have some fun You show I run, You are the one There's more to us, Than meets the eye More to the world, Than you and I Unsmooth
I gotta go I need to do I wish I could They have to be It's time I did Why don't you / Emergency It's now or never Hurry up
Hello hello I've been weak for weeks Hello hello is there someone to speak? Hello hello can you hear me? Hello hello can you feel me? Ache has no pride
I do believe there's a chance That's not a chance, not a chance You care despare me a dance Not a chance, not a chance This ones will not be the last
Silent howling in the night I like my satin black Blacker than the knife Thrust in my back Seeking for a beam of light In this city of haste My life cast
Walk, stomping my feet on dirty ground Listen for a familiar sound Wonderin' if someone is around Night, covers my body it surrounds Shadows appear from
Experience Looks at me overhead Experience Down to my stolen self Tonight Real life Just died Tonight Real life Is dead Experience Insanely overhead Experience
Once upon a shooting star I was fighting Blind and somber Sticks and stones but a scar Made of lightning Made of thunder Like a sun Shining without
Smoke, mist and steam Rain drop kissing the streets, Dismissing The heat Memory loss and Timeless clocks I'll lay down Drain the strain On the ground
Slide, shake and shine, sneak inside my skin Sweet swaying shade, sanctify my sin Yeah hey hey... Reach, angel, breach, be my dream, tonight Oh tonight
Scarred without a fight No scare no fright Careless is the night No skin no sky Crouching in my pain My ghost my host Nighmaring
Mama wash the blood on my hands I've sell my soul to someone, I said Mama wash the blood on my hands I've pull the trigger and I may be dead Wake me
Break the mold to Feed the lone and hungry souls See them chirping Silence is the truth, behold Bruch away, picture perfect, picture vain Just might be
Gotta talk to you Make the move Warm sun , It's still a cold day With the stars above Spent some time away A different
