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Wheels take me forward
Planes take me higher
We see our faces on photographs
Beginning of desire
Eden turns to desertland
It doesn’t matter anymore
My heart was sealed with emptiness
Now it’s an open sore
It’s just a state of mind
Was walking through that shining land
The way was made of neonlights
Something made electricity
Escape from a million lonely nights
I opened a grave where ideals have slept
I found them rotten I found them dead
I couldn’t go back to where I came
The blood dripped down my fading sane
It’s just a state of mind
As we sit in different places now
We gonna chase the time away
I think I need your company
A stranger to society
Too many morals and too many rules
I cannot care, got nothing to loose
I had just my dream to pay
And after all I’d nothing to say