trough the vales of time
slice my only dream
in which all, is not what it seems
and the, streets have hardcoredd you
and there’s no place left free
everything was shining blue
and there’s no one left but me
People everywhere
but they, do not see
what has, overcome him, and why, why aren’t we free?
and the, streets have hardcored you
and there’s no place left free
everything was shining blue
and there’s no one left but me
The streets have hardcore you
and there’s no place left free
everything was shining blue
and there’s no one left but me
and there’s no one left but me
The streets have hardcore you
and there’s no place left free
everything was shining blue
and there’s no one left but me