It was music that helped me
To free myself from the prison of thoughts
It was music that gave me a deep understanding
I admitted to being myself
And we read from the oldest ones Songs
Our latest dreams
And always come back to it
To dive away and take a breath
Music (oh yeah)
Nothing gets lost in it (huu)
Music makes it hurt twice as much
Music makes it no longer hurt as much
It is death addiction and is my reflection
When it penetrates my soul
And we read in the oldest songs
Our newest dreams
And always come back to them
To dive away and take a breath
Music (oh yeah)
In Nothing gets lost in her (huu yeah)
Music (oh yeah)
Nothing gets lost in her (huu yeah)
I feel old as new
Old as new
Old as new
It opens like a diary
Memories that are looking for you
Nothing gets lost in it (huu yeah)
Nothing gets lost in it (huu yeah)< br/>Nothing gets lost in it

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