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Cold wind it blows Blowing through like Sunday morning Chills my bones, take me home, take me home Home is where the heart is, but my heart's been truly stolen Cold wind it blows, wind it blows Fire in my gut Reminding me that yes I'm in a Great big rut, great big hole, No one knows, can tell me where those chains begin Fire in my gut There are place you will never go And there are thinghs that you will never know It all depends on which side of the road Hole in my soul Makes me feel like I am floating Far from my place, i got no land, I got no face Tell Mr. what's a man supposed to believe in? Hole in my soul Gun in my hand You're telling me that I'm meant to obey Laws of your land But you don't follow rules of the silly games you play So gun in my hand (Grazie a Serena per questo testo) Aus Songtexte Mania