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written by B.Kühlen
Those empty days.
A breaking face.
And all those tortures take part in a desert place
they´re crawling in my mind.
How does it feel
to make it real ?
But it´s still decorated with a plastic seal,
it´s a legal lie.
And now I seem to find a word
to realise the dreams you had.
Well, don´t cry until it hurts.
I guarantee the perfect world.
Now you say
it is okay
but you´re still waiting for another better day
never leave your line.
Take you time
to make you mine
now it is working like a heavy crime
never in this time.
Mary Jane she puts another dress on
that she cannot see.
Mary Jane she needs some other make-up
but she cannot speak.
Now you´re saved
but just a slave
and you are diggin´ several holes into your grave,
maybe for a while.
How does it feel
to make it real ?
But you´re still working with another blue steel,
never leave your line.
And now you seem to find ...
And all the things you cannot see,
it doesn´t mean they´re are not real.
Well don´t cry until it hurts.
I guarantee the perfect world.
A breaking face.
And all those tortures take part in a desert place
they´re crawling in my mind.
How does it feel
to make it real ?
But it´s still decorated with a plastic seal,
it´s a legal lie.
And now I seem to find a word
to realise the dreams you had.
Well, don´t cry until it hurts.
I guarantee the perfect world.
Now you say
it is okay
but you´re still waiting for another better day
never leave your line.
Take you time
to make you mine
now it is working like a heavy crime
never in this time.
Mary Jane she puts another dress on
that she cannot see.
Mary Jane she needs some other make-up
but she cannot speak.
Now you´re saved
but just a slave
and you are diggin´ several holes into your grave,
maybe for a while.
How does it feel
to make it real ?
But you´re still working with another blue steel,
never leave your line.
And now you seem to find ...
And all the things you cannot see,
it doesn´t mean they´re are not real.
Well don´t cry until it hurts.
I guarantee the perfect world.
