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Текст песни One Minute Silence - On Deaf Ears

One Minute Silence - On Deaf Ears слова песни

Nobody listens any more to the liesIs there a woman who keeps swallowing flies?Is there a Jesus waiting arms open wideToo many stories, and too manyNobody listens any more to the treesAll moving too fast turning birds into beesSome say the hurricane will soon be a breezeI want to see it I want to believe, it`s realWake up and smell the roses trust me and leapThe hand that rocks the cradle rocks you to sleepIt`s not what you think it`s not what you seeIs there a future or is it just me?Some days I`m happy, some days I`m all right (victim)Some days I`m thinking maybe dead would be nice (can I suggest)Some days it`s easy, some days it`s a fight (victim)Some days I`m thinking life itself is the pricelife itself is the pricelife itself is the price(life itself is the price)(life itself is the price)The wind it whispers today could be your lastAnnihilation but why overreactAll roads are leading to repeating the pastI see the weeds are coming up again through the cracksSome days I`m happy, some days I`m all right (victim)Some days I`m thinking maybe dead would be nice (can I suggest)Some days it`s easy, some days it`s a fight (victim)Some days I`m thinking life itself is the priceSome people never fly, some people fly and dieSome people tell you that ours is not to reason whySome people live alone, some people live a lieSome people tell you that the grass is greener if you`re highSome people sell you love, some people sell you faithSome people sell you white and openly engender hateSome people fight to win, some people have to fightSome people tell you that to turn the other cheek is rightSome people live and learn, some people never willSome people go through life oblivious to all its illsSome people live in hope, some people live in fearSome days I`m thinking fuck it all, It`s wasted on deaf earsNobody listens any more it`s a crimeReligious freaks see it all as a signWe`re preaching equal with a mountain to climbAm I alone here or am I wasting myNobody listens any more it`s a crimeReligious freaks see it all as a signWe`re preaching equal with a mountain to climbAm I alone here or am I wasting myOkaySome days I`m happy, some days I`m all right (victim)Some days I`m thinking maybe dead would be nice (can I suggest)Some days it`s easy, some days it`s a fight (victim)Some days I`m thinking life itself is the priceAm I alone here?Am I alone here?Am I alone here?Am I alone here?