Running in the cirles - text

There's no hope
for your hopeless hearts
And there's no prison
for your tainted souls.
There's no fault
in our deadless art
And there's no hope at all
on your broken card.

Time's running in the circles
freedomly painting on the walls
and nobody can feel
your eternall laughs and cries.

In the end you realize
how much are we lost
time's running in the cirles
and noone cares
about the love
about the truth
cause all they ever getting
all they ever knowing are just lies.

Time's running in the circles
freedomly painting on the walls
and nobody can feel
your eternall laughs and cries.

Time's running in the circles
freedomly painting on the walls
and nobody can feel
your eternall laughs and cries.

I'm gonna tell you the truth
I'm gonna show you the love
But everything you wanna hear are lies.

I can lead you to the edge
I can show you what I saw
But everything you wanna see is death.

I'm gonna tell you the truth
I'm gonna show you the love
But everything you wanna hear are lies.

I can lead you to the edge
I can show you what I saw
But everything you wanna see is death.

I'm gonna tell you the truth
I'm gonna show you the love
But everything you wanna hear are lies.

I can lead you to the edge
I can show you what I saw
But everything you wanna see is death.

Text přidal honzakomes

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