Sweet Trip - International lyrics

[Sweet Trip - International lyrics]

You and me we finally break free
From the mess we're in

The lies behind you it could get better
I guess it's alright guess it's alright

You and me to live the worst life
With a sense of guilt

At times it's faster i'll write the letter
I guess it's just right
I'm feeling just fine

True only it's true
When you make me die in your hands

Run away from this parade see
Faint and diseased would you make me die in
Your hands

Or run away from this charade true


Only it's true when you make me die in
Your hands

Run away from this parade see
Faint and diseased would you make me die in
Your hands

Or run away from this charade

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