words&music by roman radchenko
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People don’t feel it
And it is killing me
It can’t be justified
The travel to nowhere
The time is over
So tell me if it is fate
That the Devil or my God creates?
Tell us what you saw there
Baby let’s go back to the start
No more truthful stories
Just a credit card
At my disposal
A pain that’s closer
Closer than I thought
Where will you follow?
Today and tomorrow
Who’s given us the right to hate?
And tell me when will we know the date?
Tell us what you saw there
Baby let’s go back to the start
No more truthful stories
Just a credit card
Tell us what you saw then
That is true I have tried so hard
No more truthful stories
Just a credit card
No, no more truthful stories
Tell us what you saw there
Baby let’s go back to the start
No more truthful stories
Just a credit card
Tell us what you saw then
That is true I have tried so hard
No more truthful stories
Just a credit card
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