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A Taste For Crime
As the tires hit the roadI can navigate the burning snowOn a phantom wayWe'll glide until we melt and flowFrozen you have chosen to be hereSo as the misery takes holdSwallow, drink it downIt doesn't seem to hurt as muchUntil you hit the groundFollow me, we'll hide behind the sunThe sky is breaking throughThe universe will fight to shineBeneath the dying moonWe learn, we own a taste for crimeBroken we are spoken, come on blueSo as the misery takes holdSwallow, drink it downIt doesn't seem to hurt as muchUntil you hit the groundFollow me, we'll hide behind the sunWell nobody seems to knowWe suffered enoughSongtexteNeed to make the pitch black hoursWelcome the silence insideWelcome the silence insideSo as the misery takes holdSwallow, drink it downIt doesn't seem to hurt as muchUntil you hit the groundFollow me, we'll hide behind the sunFollow me, we'll hide behind the sunFollow me, we'll hide Aus Songtexte Mania