I see houses rows and rows of red bricks I see black cars some blood-stained exit. I get this feeling that I, I've been here before how many lives will I waste how many tears must I taste before my freedom ohh ohh ohh before my freedom ohh ohh ohhhh I see mountains blood red sunsets I see a million storms love getting in between. I get this feeling that I, I've been here before how many lives will I waste how many tears must I taste before my freedom ohh ohh ohh before my freedom ohh ohh ohhhh I won't be late, I won't be late. I won't be late, I won't be late noooo mmmmmmm (I won't be late) I won't be late, I won't be late. I get this feeling that I, I've been here before how many lives will I waste how many tears must I taste before my freedom ohh ohh ohh I get this feeling that I, I've been here before How many lives will I waste How many tears must I taste before my freedom ohh ohh ohh Murder, Trouble and strife Turning me into another guy. Murder, Trouble and strife Turning me into another guy. Murder, Trouble and strife Turning me into another guy. Don't be late, don't be late (x2) When I call When I call you up (x2) Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com