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In Flames Sounds Of A Playground Fading

There is someone in the attic Building a strange machine Never really seen him But I think he works all day Blinded by the world outside I stay inside

Until The World Ceases To Move! A Burning Feeling, Let Me Call - &Quot;This Is Real!&Quot; I Wish One More Thing! I Flinch My Hands, And Bang My Head

, do you percieve? All turned cold, and no one cares for anyone. Waiting for the final blow, Do you have strenght at all? One more day, then we fade

into the distance Disappear for a while i can't make sence of this Are we there to take a ride? -Solo- Chorus III Fly into the distance Disappear for a

I say goodbye to you all at once - I don't dare to face you all alone. I went from wreckage to world class with a box of t-shirts and some records to

was part of a plan We are ghosts of the concrete world Genetic codes of a dying breed Will I be left behind Sounds of a playground fading We're running

: Until the world seizes to move! A burning feeling, let me call - "This is real!" I WISH ONE MORE THING! I FLINCH MY HANDS, AND BANG MY HEAD! Take

What world do you perceive? Autumn cold, and no one cares for anyone Waiting for the final blow Do you have strength at all? One more day, then we fade

the Man in charge? Invented Isolation, Alone and safe inside. Struggle with Words, That make sense in Time. Yet waiting for someone to enter, Say: "I have a