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Paroles: Tyrant Tea Club. Fuckin' Day.

So the world it spins in circles
and your mind is hangin' upside down
just one thing left and that's your imagination
sure without it you would drown

Why does it have to be that way?
What went wrong that fuckin' day?

You say you dance on coals in a summer's night
say you skate on razor-blades,
you say you walk on thin thin ice
you've gotta choose your way of life
there are lots of paths that you can walk on
but there ain't no compromise


Why does it have to be this way?
What went wrong that fuckin' day?

You know it's sure the sun will rise
yes I am certain the moon and stars too,
will survive just carry on and don't betray
don't you realize I'm thinking of what I've got to say
thinking of what I just have tried
you feel it's wrong but they say no it's right