Cover me,
cover me in the little house of pain
nobody here is weak and old here to me
lie to me
lie to me for your passion
nobody is full of nervous to me
If you turn around the lies
across the mood of cry
if you move your dreams
you will be your soul and scream
Where is the blood for your imagination?
nobody is lost in this hell, today
built the wall
built the wall about your changes
nobody here is weak and old for me
If you turn around the lies
across the mood of cry
if you move your dreams
you will be your soul and scream
You're breaking now your sacrifice
open now your broken mind
you're breaking now your sacrifice
save your truth and bride your smile

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