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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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Born free, hanging in the trees |
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And waiting for the duties coming for me |
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All we ever do is count the time, following something |
| [00:27.98] |
Riddles in their diamond rings |
| [00:31.07] |
Please cure the disease |
| [00:34.22] |
Come on, baby, get a pretty picture of me |
| [00:37.88] |
While the world is dreaming about gold |
| [00:41.03] |
Digging in their holes, oh, digging in their sleepless dreams |
| [00:45.01] |
You make me wanna spit on your honor |
| [00:48.51] |
Go with the bus waiting 'round the corner |
| [00:52.29] |
To seek the fire and my desires |
| [00:55.99] |
If we could all just do as I do |
| [01:00.42] |
Where, where do we go? |
| [01:02.33] |
Where the, where the wind blows |
| [01:04.12] |
We're the youth on our own |
| [01:06.01] |
Waiting for our call |
| [01:07.66] |
Where, where do we go? |
| [01:09.65] |
Where the, where the wind blows |
| [01:11.50] |
Generation with no mythologies to follow |
| [01:22.82] |
Born free, who am I to be |
| [01:26.28] |
When nothing in the world will have to rely on me? |
| [01:30.07] |
I remember good old times, the starships in your eyes |
| [01:34.57] |
Now we're just getting drunk and die |
| [01:37.22] |
You make me wanna waste by our wonder |
| [01:40.78] |
Only the gods save you when I'm gone |
| [01:44.22] |
And we walk in fire like every riot |
| [01:48.26] |
And we do not know what to do |
| [01:52.76] |
Where, where do we go? |
| [01:54.40] |
Where the, where the wind blows |
| [01:56.35] |
We're the youth on our own |
| [01:58.15] |
Waiting for our call |
| [02:00.00] |
Where, where do we go? |
| [02:01.86] |
Where the, where the wind blows |
| [02:03.84] |
Generation with no mythologies to follow |
| [02:07.64] |
We go on and we go on, go nowhere every day |
| [02:10.78] |
We're trying to suppress that nothing matters anyway |
| [02:14.69] |
Ride and ride until you're hollow |
| [02:18.84] |
We got no mythologies to follow |
| [02:22.45] |
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
| [02:30.45] |
Ooh,Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh |
| [02:34.38] |
We got no mythologies to follow |
| [02:37.57] |
You make me wanna spit on your honor |
| [02:40.82] |
Go with the bus waiting 'round the corner |
| [02:44.93] |
To seek the fire and my desires |
| [02:48.67] |
If we could all just do as I do |
| [02:52.86] |
Where, where do we go? |
| [02:54.71] |
Where the, where the wind blows |
| [02:56.63] |
We're the youth on our own |
| [02:58.49] |
Waiting for our call |
| [03:00.39] |
Where, where do we go? |
| [03:02.10] |
Where the, where the wind blows |
| [03:03.84] |
Generation with no mythologies to follow |
| [03:07.85] |
We go on and we go on, go nowhere every day |
| [03:11.29] |
We're trying to suppress that nothing matters anyway |
| [03:15.09] |
Ride and ride until you're hollow |
| [03:19.06] |
We got no mythologies to follow |
