Maybe we forced the deal to live in some kind of blow Maybe we broke the seal, Cracks begin to show Maybe we crossed the line, got everything of the
Hey, I'm the voice in your head A friend that you once left for dead I've been busy, did you miss me No, you're not paranoid, I'm back to fill the void
A voice that fly, is broken just the same You spin this life around You bring me where some harder soul remain From a cold, cold place in time And you
Today, Im the dirt beneth your feet At your beckon call Today, Im down on my bended knees I learned to crawl Days like these, It's like I never lived
Live, baby life is loud We'll make it through the filth and the glory Give, more of what you've got Funk it up, and tell your story For every dream
My mother would tell me Better stay in line You gotta look for the magic If there's a way there comes a time My dad used to tell me You gotta work real
There's a light, a different kind of light When we close, we close our eyes There's a place, a distant kind of place We cant let go, just cant let go
Glowing on the outside Coming by the moonlight Looking at this blue thing Falling by the waste time The years keep on calling Riding on a moonbeam Having
time Wondering what the fuzz is all about Finding a way to dream away your love Taking it in before it takes me out Just like a Secret Society, yeah
If you let me I will Pick up the remains Of your day If you let me I will Take a hold of your hand Tell you that you're sane You say: give me what
I see you all cynical It's the ammunition that you need Here's another song about empathy Please yourself think what you will In her light that shines
a secret society, yeah Just like a secret society, yeah Just like a secret society, yeah Just like a secret society, yeah Just like a secret society
Traduzione: Europa. Secret Society.
time Wondering what the fuzz is all about Finding a way to dream away your love Taking it in before it takes me out Just like a Secret Society, yeah...
: If you let me I will Pick up the remains Of your day If you let me I will Take a hold of your hand Tell you that you're sane You say: give me what
: My mother would tell me Better stay in line You gotta look for the magic If there's a way there comes a time My dad used to tell me You gotta work
