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• Artiste: Stroke 9
• Titre: Duality Of Man
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That's all she wrote I think that's all she said Her heart's like a barren wasteland In the city of the dead If it's a game of love roulette Can you loan me twenty bills? This broken heart will end us both It's the little things that kill When you're Going down the road Hoping one day you arrive The story won't write itself tonight Now it's your turn to drive Conversation's like a dull knife across the skin And it cuts me where I live I sold my soul long ago And now it ain't mine to give A kiss is worth a thousand words So ask me if I care It's not the cracks that shook the world But the seams that fixed the tears There's a time I knew directions home And I knew just where I'd been But it's high time, love, that we grew up Before the flood kicks in And I'm Going down the road Hoping one day I arrive The story won't write itself tonight Now it's my turn to drive Conversation's like a dull knife across the skin And it cuts me where I live I sold my soul long ago And now it ain't mine to give A host of angels won't stop the fall I'm a charity case or nothing at all Look around, the dark abounds And I'm falling once again And I'm Going down the road Hoping one day you arrive The story won't write itself tonight Now it's your turn to drive Conversation's like a dull knife across the skin And it cuts me where I live I sold my soul long ago And now it ain't mine to give I sold my soul long ago And now it ain't mine to give