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• Artiste: Neil Young
• Titre: Needle Of Death
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Inside my (?) you are So high to be free But things go out with each day You picture mine to state your misery And your trouble from your life had made you turn To the needle of death How strange your happy words That seems to bring a smile from everyone And tears fill the eyes Friends and humans wonder why And your trouble from your life had made you turn To the needle of death One grain of ... Regrets in your soul can't feel the pain And your trouble from your life had made you turn To the needle of death When mother stands upon you Your body slowly dies Your mother stays in silence Listening to every quiet dream ... And your trouble from your life had made you turn To the needle of death 'It's freedom forever more And your trouble from your life had made you turn To the needle of death And your trouble from your life had made you turn To the needle of death