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1.
caught in a trap in a wasted land..
waitin' for a bitter-sweet rain.
trying to run on my broken legs
trying to walk trough the hell..
I wasn't hunting 4 you.....
it was the time to start new race
to keep my bones in good shape
to flash with a grace...

2.
the first thing I had to do,
my thoutghs were never so clean...
that cold bourbon on my smelly street
never tasted so good - I swear
I wasn't hunting 4 the truth -
I was lookin' 4 good, new brand...
for a long time flat on my face -
it's not easy to stand... but:

Ref:
I sold my soul
o yeah, that's truth..
I'm goin' to breathe
as long as you

3.
I've caught a strong, strong new beat
wit a jet engine in my ass
that's a good moment to catch a breathe
when the beast has fallen asleep
yeah... I'm lookin' 4 the groove..
I'm pumpin' a brand, new gas
my leather suite is ready to be worn
prepare the bunker 4 the wild dance... 'cause:

Ref:
I sold my soul
o yeah, that's truth..
I'm goin' to breathe
as long as you

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