A Rifle Surprise - Wiser, Closer | Текст песни

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• A Rifle Surprise
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Looking backward in the past, trying hard to find the last source of endless outrageous wisdom
We stand in the middle, we keeping alive for thousands days of persistent search of...
Break in the glass-house, the straight way out
I hope it’s not a circle that lost in time

Paint you out before I go
I’ve made a decision to stay alone
I’m a guest in this false-bottomed box of illusions

Confess, when you gaze at me, when you walk around and smile, that you’ve got something
Special to hide...

I don’t doubt ...My friend beware liars and fools.
Pushing all the limits off, we grab the taste of inspiration, but when the tricks are done
Disappointment came to us

Cut my heart on the bitter salt
Belive me if I tried I guess
I guess that you’re just thinking of us
One small step into depth

Hurry up

By my side it’s not a confession

By my side it’s not a confession

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