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*** Autor textu: Max McElligott
Everybody always seem to talk about
The light of the hills on fire
Create a hype and then turn it around
You turn me to conspire
What to do, who to see?
I can tell a joke but this one's on me
And now I'm falling down, falling out
Falling backwards far behind you
Don't go, don't be tired
You give a world then you set it on fire
All forgiven in the end
Maybe we run
Or maybe we stay and defend
Now everybody always seem to talk about
The sun setting in the west
Do we give up to just enjoy the light
And say we did our best?
What to do, who to see?
When we both know that we can't agree
And now I'm falling down, falling out
Falling backwards far behind you
Don't go, don't be tired
You give a world then you set it on fire
All forgiven in the end
Maybe we run
Or maybe we stay and defend
Now everybody always seem to talk about
The light of the hills on fire
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