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One life could never be enough, to break these chains to win your heart. Feels like hitchhiking ‘cross the desert land. I’ve played the clown, I was the king, was the one who searched the ring. All in all it seems your heart is hot-wired. Togetherness is just an illusion. The longing for home stays a dream. You’re waitin’ ‘til someone will knock on your door to serve a solution to you. (Shivers to the core…) How can you act like a whore? Long gone… away… There is nothing left to say. Pride betrays your passion everyday. Long run… nowhere… Somehow you should take some care. You can’t stay in shade and hide out there. You’re eyes won’t fool me once again. No more dances in the rain. Not another night caught in your sweet cold jail. I was your shelter, I’ve fought your fears, was the one who dried your tears. But this time you have killed all emotions. One f*ckin’ match could also be a failure. The treasures in life are still close. And you’re waitin’ ‘til someone will knock on your door to serve the solution to you. (How can you ignore…) I will not wait anymore! Long gone… away… There is nothing left to say. Pride betrays your passion everyday. Long run… nowhere… Somehow you should take some care. You can’t stay in shade and hide out there. [SOLO] Togetherness is just an illusion. The longing for home stays a dream. And you’re waitin’ ‘til someone will knock on your door to serve the solution to you. (How can you ignore…) I will not wait anymore! Long gone… away… There is nothing left to say. Pride betrays your passion everyday. Long run… nowhere… Somehow you should take some care. You can’t stay in shade and hide out there.
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