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Paroles: Hellacopters. By The Grace Of God. U.y.f.s.


well, i guess i could have walked away
but somehow i just had to stay
been down this trail so many times before
but now there`s nothing left to leave me astray
yeah, i`m done with all of them lies
even though i know i threw that dice
no second chance to look the other way
as i was caught by those decieving eyes
we all got something up our sleeves
but (now ) i d0n`t know what to hide
as i ride on my own
with a blindfold driving late at night
it`s hard to tell the wrongs from rights
just can`t dance down on easy street
when you know you can not win this fight
we all got something up our sleeves
but (now ) i d0n`t know what to hide
as i ride on my own
coz i`ve got a burning feeling
i don`t wanna loose
yeah, i got this healing notion
that i had to choose
i`ve got a burning feeling
ain`t gonna make it no worse
won`t be no kneeling motion
to seal this curse
so. times up and i`m on my way
all i`m leaving is a trail of decay
i know i`ve turned all too many stones
but they all just left me out and astray
we all got something up our sleeves
but (now ) i d0n`t know what to hide
as i ride on my own