It's too late, it's too late
could someone pick up gold from the blood?
Some dances end with
hands by hands and eyes on the wallet
'Are you talking seriously?
Of course we need to grow before we go
But someday we'll be free
Oh, I'm not sure about that
but just pull that trigger
It's used to climb the moon
on its darkest side
No bounds and borderlines
there is only time
As easy as a man
collided on an asteroid with magic force, magnetical
and swimming over conductor's heads
You're one of us
untill you wanna be there
You got nothing to tell
you signed for hell
You're one of us
untill you're gonna bring something
You got no more to tell
and no more to sell
Killing
Stop, 'cause now you're out of business
You're one of us
untill you wanna be there
You got nothing to tell
you signed for hell
You're one of us
untill you're gonna bring something
You got no more to tell
and no more to sell

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