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Trond Holter
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Trond Holter
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Слова
Your lies ar getting whither
Yet black enough to bite 'ya
Toothache in a lucky chew
Get your act together
The crippled ballet dancer
Tiptoe in your metall shoes
You don't even care
Pretend you're unaware
A
But you're the only one you fool
Untill your walls com down
Untill your shields are gone
You're making life a ragged ride
Sticking to your guns
Untill your walls come down
Untill your day has come
Don't wanna see it eye to eye
What you are to become
Untill your walls come down
Lights are getting brighter
Seas ar getting wider
Buisness as usual on earth
Climbinng every ladder
Everyone will have her
And everyone will have her first!
We don't even care
Pretend she's always here
All to gain and non to loose
Untill your walls com down
Untill your shields are gone
You're making life a ragged ride
Sticking to your guns
Untill your walls come down
Untill your day has come
Don't wanna see it eye to eye
What you are to become
Untill your walls come down
No one hears the pounding of the
Drum is getting stronger G
(The drum are loud and clear for all, for one)
Carry on across the border and beyond
Untill your walls com down
Untill your shields are gone
You're making life a ragged ride
Sticking to your guns
Untill your walls come down
Untill your day has come
Don't wanna see it eye to eye
What you are to become
Untill your walls come down
Writer(s): Trond Holter, Aage Sten Nilsen
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