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ALL MY LIFE.... |
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geschrieben am: 12.11.2002 um 12:54 Uhr
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all my life i've been searching for something
something never comes
never leads to nothing
nothing satisfies
but i'm getting close
closer to the price at the end of the rope
all night long the dream of the day
when it comes around
and it's taken away
ease me with the feeling
that i feel the most
feel it come alive
when i see your ghost
calm down
don't you resist?
keep such a delicate wrist
and if i'm giving twist
there's something to hold when i lose my grip
will i find something in there
to give me just what i need
another reason being
one by one hidden up my sleeve
everyone will try to waste
i love it but i hate the taste
sway keeping me down
will i find a believer
another one who believes
another one we see
over and over down on my knees
if i get any closer
and if you open up wide
and if you let me inside
on and on i got nothing to hide
all my life i've been searching for something
something never comes
never leads to nothing
nothing satisfies
but i'm getting close
closer to the price at the end of the rope
all night long the dream of the day
when it comes around
and it's taken away
ease me with the feeling
that i feel the most
feel it come alive
when i see your ghost
and i'm done done more than the next one
done done and i'm more than the next one......
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