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Lyrics: Red Lights Flash. Stop When.... Brand.


we are flying above the clouds
we are floating on a stream
teenage anger has turned in joy
and the trees in forest are gone
they see no sense in our future lives
but we can pretend to be sober
now we sit in a deep hole
we`re on diet with self-control
oh, it`s true; that we got to tease you
what you feel
i don`t care if you fight
strip my soul;
that you got to tease me
what i feel
i don`t know if you care?
is this the sign for a gathering or
is it just another dream ?
there`s no chance for a breakout
guess what`s this song about
they see no sense in our future lives
but we can pretend to be sober
now we sit in a deep hole we`re on diet with self-control...