a-ha - Mythomania | Текст песни

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You walked a mile on broken glass,
Through glowing coals you were a path.

The words on your tongue a mechanical song,
Your face is lined with disappointment.

Oh, white matter mind, what have you got to say?
Reasons combine to force you away.

You're moving on,
You solved the problem,
And who can't blame you?
You're safe in here
Inside your castle
In mythomania, mythomania.

Cold crescent moon on a red cross,
It's happening soon, it's coming for us.

Oh, white matter mind, what is there left to say?
Reasons combined to force you away.

No telephone,
No television,
No news that drain you,
You're safer here,
More atmosphere
In mythomania, in mythomania, mythomania.

You caught belief
Like some disease,
No words can save you
‘Cause you're all along,
You're on your own
In mythomania.

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