ain't it strange that we destroy
what we embrace
and we leave
what
show me a place that ain't hell, if there's space,
these are the days of evil perfection
this is the
there's a tremor in the city but it looks all
Woke up in the morning
Still I heard this song
Must be
we waste our time with big illusions
talking to the
Here is the news from my little hideaway
My sweet Ivory
Patti can't take it, she gotta give it back
The world
The crowd is looking drowned and a mother in tears
There
This day's an invitation
And it's just for you
You've got a
lets dance
stop to fight
we do the paradigm shift tonite
yeah, it's