Sleep Keepers - Riddles (live) | Текст песни

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Don’t speak in riddles –
I’m not gonna try to guess,
I got burnt by your cold hands
Again…

I’ave tried so hard
To win the hearts and minds
Of those locked in a cage…
Standing on the edge,
All I feel is rage…

The last cup of coffee,
Your beautiful face all around –
That’s not what I wanted…

Just one more cup of coffee…
Your beautiful face so unkind…
You’re the riddle I solved
And you still have mine…

Caught between a rock
And a hard place,
Terrified to see
The answer in your face.
Making a short cut,
Stuck in the middle…
You’d better keep your mouth shut –
I’m sick of your riddles!..

The last cup of coffee,
Your beautiful face so unkind–
That’s the riddle I wanted…

Just one more cup of coffee…
Your beautiful face all around …
You’re the riddle I solved
And you still have mine…

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