Where the streets are longer than your life.
And the nights are colder than your eyes.
And the alleys where the cold wind blows, there you spend your life without a hope of tomorrow.

Everyone borns to die alone.
Everyone is living without a home.
All the streets calling for your name.
And the ghost of you, it fades away.. by tomorrow.. away by tomorrow..

Eventually we all are going just nowhere.
And all the things we have, they vanish in the air.
The years fly so fast by, so fast they disappear.
So please don't ever show your fears/tears.
Don't ever show your tears/fears.

All your feelings hanging on the noose.
And your heart is still unbroken too.
You don't feel a knife that's in your flesh.
Twisting it around 'til you confess, that you're dead, confess that you're dead.

Eventually we all are going just nowhere.
And all the things we have, they vanish in the air.
The years fly so fast by, so fast they disappear.
So please don't ever show your fears/tears.
Don't ever show your tears/fears.

Everyone is on their way to go astray.
Still they've got nothing to feel but hollow pain.
And the stories that you tell, between this harsh ground and the hell
Everybody knows we're only going down...

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