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von Voodoo Bloo

We were promised
So much a tide still turns the same old sea
Your ideologies don′t win no lottery

We are getting so old
My faith's inside your skin and bone
Though what it holds is all that I know

Wave your hand
I guess I′ll try to do just what I can
But understand that I am just a man

Aching hard
When can we end this walk to somewhere far?
This road I roam is all that I know

So I guess you're the next one in line
Twins not of blood but mind
Cannot find where your end meets mine
My way, your eyes, we'll go there in time


You′re an even number seven
My own stranger kind of heaven
Too lost to find your gates

The pieces to
Your puzzle never seem to fall in place
But I will keep on trying just in case

So I guess you′re the one place to hide
Twins not of blood, but mind
I cannot find where your end meets mine
My way, your eyes, we'll go there

All is well
All is hell
All is well inside this hell
All is well
All is-
All is hell

So I guess you′re the love of my-