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Freedom

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 05.07.2012

She says Love sucks this
way
Another year goes away
Night and day
Night and day
She hates that feeling
I can’t explain
I got a lot of love
Lot of love
Night and day
Night and day
She kills my feelings.

[Refrain]
Freedooom! (Freedom…)
All I want is one more night (Freedom)
I don’t wanna wait
I don’t wanna wait
No one more minute
Freedom… Let’s go!!!!
Freedooom! (Freedom…)
All I want is one more night (Freedom)
I don’t wanna wait
I don’t wanna wait
No one more minute

She says show me the way
To all the things that you say
Night and day
Night and day
She needs that feeling.
I won’t complain
I got a lot of love
Lot of love.
Night and day
Night and day
She kills my feelings.

[Refrain] x2
Freedooom! (Freedom…)
All I want is one more night (Freedom)
I don’t wanna wait
I don’t wanna wait
No one more minute
Freedom… Let’s go!!!!
Freedooom! (Freedom…)
All I want is one more night (Freedom)
I don’t wanna wait
I don’t wanna wait
No one more minute


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