Under cover of the dark I hear the steps of my enemy Can just guess who you are I can’t believe you’re chasing me The paranoia suppressing me I see you on every step One day I’ll start kill And now I just keep my back
I can live without drugs and alcohol I can keep my for one I can live like little plastic doll No one will ask when I’ll gone
Where, where? To place of hope Why? They called me They said: “it is a way out” It’s a place of salvation
Chorus: Your plastic eyes shining grey All your emotions are simulated Don’t be sad all is great In your world of reality decay
Try to tell me something I don’t know Try to teach me to not afraid Make impression you love everyone made by plastic vision of the world
there’s no matter what I want Must not to have a needs I’m a puppet of an african prophet He is an only…
He is, he is my teacher Is he? He called me He said: “it is a way out, It’s a place of salvation!”
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There is no time to look back There is no time for fun It’s time to come to believe He is the only one Dance, sing, and clap your hands Anyway you will be saved Forget, that world is dying Your place is not this stage!