To get out of smell of mould,
to get back on your feet again
let every god have his day

And again the leather is black
as i lie on fragments of glass, more broke than ever
no more ti amo

Trying not to hate the guts we all have

Cause i got the guts and i feel the guilt
now we still hate it
when we play the part of the greek

Vanhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka vuotaa edelleen

And who swore not to let it out in here just to see the boots rot away in one's feet
so better ring the bell of w____dom
if it wants to ring, or just forget all perverse offerings

The writhing stays the same

Even if you got the guts and you feel the guilt
now we still hate it when we play the part of the greek

Vanhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka vuotaa edelleen

Minne sattuu ihmiseen

anhaa suolaa siihen haavaan joka vuotaa edelleen

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