| CONE - Dry | |
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The game kills its players before they've signed up It all happens in your mind; don't you think that's wild? When you are sleeping, you don't get any sleep Your God is losing time, your God is losing time Don't you hate it? The pose finds its answer, the question's never asked You'd better creep back fast while you still have your chance The man reaches his goals as night fades to black The winds blow gently, they seem so friendly Don't you love it? The girl grows up, the girl walks away The boy's sure to die, she never told him why Through moments of regret something still stands The moment remains; our moment was saved And I love it Sure thing, I had my way I guess you had yours Then, why are we sad? I ask you why Smile your smile again (C) 2003 CONE - Offchart Studios, N-3841 Flatdal |
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