BITTER SWEET SYMPHONY
´cos it´s a bittersweet symphony this life
trying to make ends meet, you´re a slave to the money then you die
I´ll take you down the only road I´ve ever been down
you know the one that takes you to the places where all the pain lives, yeah
no change, I can change, I can change, I can change
but I´m here in my mould, i am here in my mould
but I´m a million different people from one day to the next
I can´t change my mould, no no no no no
well I never pray
but tonight I´m on my knees, yeah
I need to hear some sounds that recognise the pain in me, yeah
I let the melody shine, let it cleanse my mind, I feel free now
but the airwaves are clean and here´s nobody singing tome now
no change, I can change, I can change, I can change
but I´m here in my mould, I am here in my mould
and I´m a million different people from one day to the next
I can´t change my mould, no no no no no
I can change, I can change
´cos it´s bitter sweet symphony this life
trying to make ends meet, trying to find some money then you die
you know I can change, I can change, I can change
but I´m here in my mould, I am here in my mould
and I´m a million different people from one day to the next
I can´t change my mould, no no no no no
(it justs sex and violence melody and silence)
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