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I'm walking the line
I hate this world
I'm seeking for freedom
What's luck
What's luck
All is illusion
Reality is dying
All is covered in varnish
scratch it off - and you see rust

Just look at the people
grabbing everything
trying to buy luck
ruthlessly
stick at nothing
isolation is king
consum is deadly
All is covered in varnish
scratch in off - and you see rust

Your hand is like hope
Your face as white as milk
Your skin the surrival
Your mouth is sweet
Words like honey
Creep into my ears
speak softly to me

It's dragging me home
this felling
away - away - away - faraway I wanna go (with you)
I'm walking the line  I hate this world  I'm seeking for freedom  What's luck  What's luck  All is illusion  Reality is dying  All is covered in varnish  scratch it off - and you see rust    Just look at the people  grabbing everything  trying to buy luck  ruthlessly  stick at nothing  isolation is king  consum is deadly  All is covered in varnish  scratch in off - and you see rust    Your hand is like hope  Your face as white as milk  Your skin the surrival  Your mouth is sweet  Words like honey  Creep into my ears  speak softly to me    It's dragging me home  this felling  away - away - away - faraway I wanna go (with you)
 
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