| Must say about a free day,
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| Trying to make my hand,
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| And it’s OK, it’s a love game,
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| That your playing and when the day is born.
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| When life is on, you can’t sing,
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| You want strange things.
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| You want sad things,
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| You won’t let me go away.
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| Heaven and Hell both the same,
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| Play the game feel insane,
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| All of me a strange desire,
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| I want to jump straight in the fire. |
| Ah, burning days, burning nights,
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| Nothing changed there is no light.
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| And when light comes on,
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| And the day breaks with dawn,
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| Outside nothings gained while you weep,
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| With me, your lives one day born for the death which call.
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| Your mind looks at gold as the day breaks with dawn.
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| Must say about a free day,
|
| Trying to make my hand,
|
| And it’s OK, it’s a love game,
|
| That your playing and when the day is born.
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| When life is on, you can’t sing,
|
| You want strange things.
|
| You want sad things,
|
| You won’t let me go away.
|
| Heaven and Hell both the same,
|
| Play the game feel insane,
|
| All of me a strange desire,
|
| I want to jump straight in the fire. |
| Ah, burning days, burning nights,
|
| Nothing changed there is no light.
|
| And when light comes on,
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| And the day breaks with dawn,
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| Outside nothings gained while you weep,
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| With me, your lives one day born for the death which call.
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| Your mind looks at gold as the day breaks with dawn.
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| Day breaks with dawn,
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| The night has gone as the day comes on.
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| Day breaks with dawn,
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| The night has gone as the day comes on.
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| Day breaks with dawn,
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| The night has gone as the day comes on.
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| Day breaks with dawn,
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| The night has gone as the day comes on. |