歌词
Wading in our soles
(Last chance, don't you want it)
Marching towards the night
(Let go of my soul)
Making one more joke
(Last chance, don't you want it)
To waive our goodby
(Last chance, don't you want it)
Pretend that it's not fine
(Let go of my soul)
We've got nothing to show
Just making one more joke in order to safely waive our goodbye
Wading in our soles
Marching towards the night
Making one more joke in order to safely waive our goodbye
Wading in our soles
Marching towards the night
Just making one more joke in order to safely know you want to
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