celebrating with a feast though place & date is wrong
the sun has ceased to flee it didnt last for long
the green trees & mighty seas all my dreams are for free
but when i see these lies line up to end in misery
chains of money as pretext what´ll come next
maybe to sell your soul that seems to be your f*ckin goal
old customs scaring you away the future is carrying your pain
you try to forget the past as your soul is dying fast
the green trees & mighty seas all my dreams are for free
but when i see these lies line up to end in misery
chains of money as pretext what´ll come next
maybe to sell your soul that seems to be your f*ckin goal
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