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I’LL BE GONE
MUSIC & LYRICS: Michael M Jung
IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE TO WAIT
FOR SOMEONE ELSE TO COME
IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE TO DREAM
WHEN ALL THE HOPE IS GONE
IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE TO STAND
WHEN ALL THE PEOPLE RUN
IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE TO PULL
THE TRIGGER ON YOUR GUN
WHEN ALL YOUR FEARS COME TRUE
THERE IS NOTHING LEFT FOR YOU TO DO
WHEN ALL THOSE TROUBLES SHOOT
YOU BETTER START TO SING MY SONG
SHALALALALA OEO
FUCK YOU AND I’LL BE GONE
IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE TO CRY
ANOTHER BROKEN HEART
IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE TO FALL
INTO A DEEP BLACK HOLE
IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE TO PRAY
WHEN ALL THE GODS ARE GONE
IT DOESN’T MAKE SENSE TO HIDE
YOUR FACE BEHIND THE SUN
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When you look out through your window , there is a voice inside your head.
When you close your eyes you see me.... I´m the ghost behind your bed.
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