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My friends are tired,
I see it in their eyes.
This everyday war,
insanity, called survival.
"Poetry and love and the big city lights..."
It never dies, it sometimes bites, it always shines, and it's always online.
Your pile of dreams don't really bother me.
The picture of your grief is every day on my TV,
And I don't wanna help you, but I really should, OK, let's see, in the name of the father ... 1, 2, 3
Припев:
Shaking hands is much too painful to me
No freedom for all, no love, no sanctuary
you're acting like you just don't wanna see
That cloud above is yours
It's not raining over me!
Припев:
Now look, I really want to educate you
but you, you still think of your identity, and I...
Can't help you, but excuse me, please!
I promise to myself to be the one and yes the one I'll be
Припев:
And I
gave my promises
for no broken home, for no broken sanctuary...