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Cynic
"Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors
Soap opera is throwing out the radio
Spit over your shoulder when I´m crossing the road
This amulet brings bad luck for us all
I was once a believer
But now my heart turns in to, it turns in to,
it turns in to stone
Coldheart cynic
That's what's become of me
Coldheart cynic
That's what you've made of me
No longer the soothing rays of light
Now I´m a resident of night
Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors
Soap opera is throwing out the radio
Spit over my shoulder when you're crossing the road
This amulet brings bad luck for us all
I was once a believer
But now my heart turns in to, it turns in to,
it turns in to stone
Coldheart cynic
That's what's become of me
Coldheart cynic
That's what you've made of me
No longer the soothing rays of light
Now I´m a resident of night
What a sparkplug, what a shiny talent
What a good sport you are
This year's award goes to you
Congratulations and co-miserations
I was once a believer
But now my heart turns in to, it turns in to,
it turns in to stone
Coldheart cynic
That's what's become of me
Coldheart cynic
Just place it out on me
No longer the soothing rays of light
Now I´m a resident of night
Coldheart Cynic
Coldheart Cynic
That's the spirit
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That's the spirit
Coldheart Cynic
Coldheart Cynic
Now I´m a resident of night
No longer the soothing rays of light
Just place it out on me
Coldheart cynic
That's what's become of me
Coldheart cynic
it turns in to stone
But now my heart turns in to, it turns in to,
I was once a believer
Congratulations and co-miserations
This year's award goes to you
What a good sport you are
What a sparkplug, what a shiny talent
Now I´m a resident of night
No longer the soothing rays of light
That's what you've made of me
Coldheart cynic
That's what's become of me
Coldheart cynic
it turns in to stone
But now my heart turns in to, it turns in to,
I was once a believer
This amulet brings bad luck for us all
Spit over my shoulder when you're crossing the road
Soap opera is throwing out the radio
Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors
Now I´m a resident of night
No longer the soothing rays of light
That's what you've made of me
Coldheart cynic
That's what's become of me
Coldheart cynic
it turns in to stone
But now my heart turns in to, it turns in to,
I was once a believer
This amulet brings bad luck for us all
Spit over your shoulder when I´m crossing the road
Soap opera is throwing out the radio
"Cursewords sinking better than the metaphors
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