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Текст: Soilwork. The Panic Broadcast. Night Comes Clean.

Let me tell you about a soul who loves disaster
The night comes clean and then he dreams of going faster
He deals with angels one on one and gets his hopes up
It runs so deep, it runs so deep

Changes, won't you tell me why it's changing?
It breaks my heart each time
Changes, won't you tell me why it's changing?
It breaks my heart each time when it dies

The desire we will fight
Is tearing through my veins
We're exploiting our fears
Bringing fire to tears
I am lost

He fights the anguish and he overcomes the madness
See angels fall and now the demons are his masters
With broken heart he turns away from all the sadness
It runs so deep, it runs so deep

Changes, won't you tell me why it's changing?
It breaks my heart each time
Changes, won't you tell me why it's changing
It breaks my heart each time when it dies

The desire we will fight
It's burning in my veins
We're exploiting our fears
Bringing fire to tears
I am lost

Turn your back on me
Does it have to be?
Turn your back on me
Does it have to be?

Turn your back on me
Like the ones I've lost, opened up my insanity
Does it have to be
Such an endless story that keeps on breaking me?

I'm gonna reach out
I'm gonna take back what I once had
It's like I blacked out
No more deceit, no more regrets

Changes, won't you tell me why it's changing?
It breaks my heart each time
Changes, won't you tell me why it's changing?
It breaks my heart each time when it dies

The desire we will fight
It's burning in my veins
We're exploiting our fears
Bringing fire to tears
I am lost