Maobi - Transwest | Текст песни

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Held out for a second chance
Moving sadly close behind
How would I ever take the lead
and find out some new direction.
Making these empty doll sway
Stabbed by all the passion and lost.
You spend your time between freight trains.
And the void you live behind.
The landscapes always take the aim
out of your soul and idle brain.
How would I ever pick up the time
Wasted years erased or just blurred.
Move on in the same repetition.
Chained to forgotten roads.
A straight man made out of straw
burning in a maze of sound.

Blinded by the flame
My begging starving heart.
Senses in a turmoil.
My eyes paralyzed.
Pry or beseech me
to put it to an end
No complains no sorrow at the cemetery gate.
Plodding down to the river....

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