[Verse 1] You come on over,then start,askin me, 'Hey girl,you wanna dance?' I try to say no,but it came out yes and, Here it goes,middle of the dance
Another day, another clean break Another cigarette and I think I'm gonna be okay Some other way, some other mistake Some other reason saying that you
Hands Up, Hands Up Hands Up, Hands Up This is a countdown I plan to leave I'm heading out of this town I'm sick of the beef Been wandering too long
Once I thought two happy hearts Could someday beat as one But then the third heart came along And now our love is gone I count the many times I've said
The night is cold, the sun is down I see faces through the wire No chance for them No shoulder left to cry on It's 4 am out on the street Through the
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Where you gonna be when they can't control ya? See you come around and they gonna roll ya. See you in the ghetto like the chola cola. They start the countdown
I leave today Into the eyes of death I smile No turning back now For power and glory and justice for all Fight for the truth (so vague, so strong) Bend
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First generation born A plague was created The cure is in my mind Solitude is all I see Powerful nations repress feelin' Buried beneath the fear Makin
Countdown Countdown to Christmas Countdown To Christmas party time We're so happy We want you to be happy too We're so happy And we want to share the
Sottrazione elementare Uno meno uno uguale Il vuoto che nessuno potra mai piu colmare E non servono parole Ed e inutile cercare Di capire di spiegare
Even if you don't show people a thing Beads of sweat run on your forehead A smile to wipe out the grieves and dry the tears Your pride and guts are reflections
[Lyrics: Andreas] First Generation Born A Plague Was Created The Cure Is In My Mind Solitude Is All I See Powerful Nations Repress Feeling Buried Beneath
Another day. Another clean break. Another cigarette and I think I'm gonna be okay. Some other way. Some other mistake. Some reason saying that you'