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No love, no care, only anger and frustration remains..


Perfectly Insane

All these profanities you spit out grinning-
all the actions that keep the world spinning
You're not the center
Realise this and let me enter

Do you even have a reason why?
They give us strength to keep on going
They smile and tell another lie
What you do won't keep me from trying!

[Chorus]
Throw your words,
save the world!
Who's to blame?
In this game of madness
we're all just perfectly insane!
[--chorus]

Get out of my head!
I'm in control I have the power!
At least that's what I though,
then came the drought,
the painful sorrow.

The game goes on
and on
and on
and on
until the sudden stop!
A quick drop,
try to get back up,
fight away the devil,
make our own luck.

[Chorus]

[Outro]

The game goes on and on...
You make your own luck




Fri vers av Gustav Sjökvist
Läst 292 gånger och applåderad av 1 personer
Publicerad 2008-08-26 16:59



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