My my my, what a beautiful war.
From the outside inconspicuous.
And this old timer's gonna' walk.
If ever you want, again.
Oh even in your own mind, I'l be on the front line, in another one of your wasted towns.
Crawling on the dark side, in your gold mine cause you wouldn't have it anyhow.
My my my, what a beautiful war.
Your living like its 1984.
And it wouldn't be fair, wouldn't be fair
for me to stand this close to nothing.
And ricochet my love even on a tight rope.
Even if you won't go, I'l be on a tightrope, cause time is running so slow.
Even if you won't go, I'l be on a tightrope, I feel it now I'm alone, cause time is running so slow.

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