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Last ditch to communicate
And if you hear my voice it might not be too late
You feel my heart, we're tied by fate
Well, come on, come on, you can't it

The battle city on a Friday night, all
The lonely people don't know that we're
Well, the city that it never lies
So come on, on, hopeful romantics

The streets are and all the buildings burned
They the only sign that we'd lived on this earth
They only fought they never learned
How to love like the is faded

minds are sick and empty eyes are red, oh yeah
Their hearts are heavy and their are all dead
The fever grows and the concrete
Come on, don't away
Hey, hey, hey

There'll come a when they listen
There'll a time when they listen, ah, ah
come a time when they listen
There'll a time when it's different, oh
(Da-da-da, di-da)

There'll come a time when different
But not
A time when different, oh
(Da-da-da, di-da)

There'll a time when it's different
But not
A day it's different, oh
(Da-da-da, di-da)

There'll a time when it's different
But not
Well, not 'til we'll run and
(Da-da-da, di-da)

There'll a time when it's different
But not
Well, not we'll run and stop
(Da-da-da, di-da)

ditch effort to communicate
If you hear my voice it might not be too late
If you feel my heart then tied by fate
Can you see our leavin'?

SOS, there's no end in
Good, free people, your visions up at night
Your are dead, now prepare to fight
Well, no consolation