When the flare goes in slow
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You can straight thing up an so…
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Sad existence you gotta keep on walking
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Lost in the dust you gotta keep on sweeping
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And still ther' re voices coming through you head
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Mumrmuring your' re half dead
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Uneasiness you gotta be patient
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Depressed you say you you gotta be patient
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Everything comes from you
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Get that and you' ll your due
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Scotch and vodka you’d better be prudent
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Pills and tablets you’d better be prudent
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And what you’re gonna do when looking through you
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And all the misery on table
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They say: «We're not gonna fool you»
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«No way we’re not gonna slime you»
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«This way we’re not gonna let you down»
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And they say: «We're not gonna fool you»
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«No way we’re not gonna slime you»
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«This way we’re not gonna let you down»
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You feel insecure and can’t say the future
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Out of usage bet hundred for sure
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And all the memories that come to your mind
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Makes you feel a bit half-blind
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Undecided you gotta be patient
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Lost in your brain you gott be patient
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And all turns al arround you
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But nothing seems to be new
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Vicius circle stuck in a square
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Wall in a tricky wide space dare
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And all you gotta to do is to play your part
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Just a game no need, no art
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Then
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They say:"We're not gonna fool you"
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«No way we’re not gonna slime you»
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«This way we’re not gonna let you down»
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And then
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They say: «We're not gonna fool you»
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«No way we’re not gonna slime you»
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«This way we’re not gonna let you down»
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When the flare goes in slow
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You can straight thing up an so… |