There´s a plague over my head
There´s a heart but i can´t remember
What is it for...
There´s a heart but i can´t remember
What is it for...
Too many tortures for nothing
And too many fighters saved by the ring
The theater is empy and the actors are hungry...
I love to see you crying..
I hate to see you smiling...
Don´t bring me back to life
Don´t bring me....
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Violins
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