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Soultouch

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I go around, smoke a cigarette in front of the Wall
Its night time and I really don’t care
So lets start to think about what’s running trough my head
And make a deal with the feelings inside of me

They are right; it is useless try to stop
It’s like trying to hold the water
I need a breath, some air and release the weight again
Meanwhile I’ll be smoking in the breeze

I just want, to stay, to hold you tight
As soon we can
To make, the world a place, that makes me try
To love again