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Somebody is stealing my voice
Somebody is talking for me.
It feels that i`m losing controls.
I`m always somewhere between.
It feels like i`m losing my weight
Pretending invisible being
The doomsday or one year before
All night i dream of my sins
But nobody calls the Police
I think we`ve lost our believe
The age is about to begin
Terrorists win! Terrorists win!
This station`s translating my thoughts
The music i`d like to compose
The nature is always against.
I`m tagging the sun on the wall
But nobody calls the Police
I think we`ve lost our believe
The age is about to begin
Terrorists win!Terrorists win!
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