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NO ONE
My glance becomes the ice
I open the window and close my eyes
You may be the first or just number five
No one here gets out alive
Radio´s screamin the glass on the ground
Lunatic children are cryin so loud
You may be sleepy you may be struck
No one here gets out alive
NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE
In the street the fight of the drunk
People of nothing spit on the sun
Party of madness celebration of knife
No one here gets out alive
And this winter comes to an end
Madonna with baby makes her last step
You may be driven you may be drive
No one here gets out alive
NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE
Psychedelic kind of reality
Age, sex and nationality
The things you can tell the things you can hide
No one here gets out alive
NO ONE GETS OUT ALIVE
And of all questions remains only one
Who is the first the father or son
No one here gets out alive
No one here gets out alive
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