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Michael Kiske
out of homes
I was the one to shoutWhen my shoes were tight
Now I?m doing better babe
I?ve changed parts of my strategies
Still I?m shooting straight
I swallow what goes wrong
There?s no in-between
And nothing?s ever what it seems
And it always seems alright (yeah,yeah)
I still come down after fights (yeah,yeah)
I?m alone on the streets tonight
I am lost but I will get it right
Silent anger chews my heart to mush
Dirt stains on me like a skin
And you always gotta see me again!
No longer cursed with doubts
Yes, that would be a life!
But life won?t take our lessons babe
It takes its prisoners when it dates
I?ve seen, you?ve packed your things
For what tomorrow brings
I doubt preparing?s possible
For something so untouchable
And I always seem alright (yeah,yeah)
I still come down after fight (yeah, yeah)
I?m alone ...
Yes it always seems alright ...
I?m alone ...