Hooverphonic - The Contract | Текст песни

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Did you really think about creating?
A masterpiece rarely presents
Itself at the door of your imagination.
Accept these conditions,
even if there's not, not much to accept.

Red lights don't ever give much hope.
Their blueness hides desperate peoples dope.
The door leads you to a virtual recreation
that's as addictive as the worst sentimental saop.

Did you really think about creating?
A masterpiece rarely presents
Itself at the door of your imagination.
Accept these conditions,
even if there's not, not much to accept.

But even in these dark days of aggression
you'll find someone to caress, someone to hold.
These arms are the door of a new sensation.
This door will lead you to a new goal.

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