Lirama

It's hard to find when you don't know what's being looked for
It's hard to find directions when you can't see a thing

What do you want, could you tell me
It's easier when you admit, if you want to
What do you have to try to hide
Is it gold since it shines like that

kertosäe:
Like smoke into the air, can't stop it
Like blood on the sand, can't stand it
The journey from pain to pleasure is
frighteningly short, if even that

In your eyes I can see how hard it is to try to fade
the feeling in your throat, which you don't want to show

A piece of lead from your heart
will spread, if you don't stop it
There are a million ways to kill the pain
there are a million wronger answers

Like smoke into the air, can't stop it
Like blood on the sand, can't stand it
The journey from pain to pleasure is
frighteningly short

It doesn't matter what the chicks like
Why does it concern you at all
You do what you have to do
and destory everything to achieve victory

What do you want, could you tell me
It's easier when you admit, if you want to
What do you have to try to hide
Who is controlling you

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