The Godesberg - Sloba | Текст песни

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Staring down the building, fifty floors away from dirt,
Who could predict those tears? Keep singing poems for the birds.

Red light fixed eye on the thinnest wire, to spot a liar,
The tactic was: push, hit and run until it`s done,
No doubt it `d all been set,
They`ll come back for dignity and land.

Have a glance from tomorrow, friends are helping your foes,
Who could predict those tears on the screen, who could predict those bombs.

Red light fixed eye on the thinnest wire, to call you liar,
The tactic was: push, hit and run until it`s done,
No doubt it `d all been set,
They`ll come back for dignity and land.

The trophy hall`s been filled since, we`ve been bound by the strangest vows,
The unlucky moves none, I wouldn`t say it if I wouldn`t have known.

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