Michael Kiske - Truly Lyrics
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Truly
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What Are The Lyrics For Truly By Michael Kiske?
I see myself, I walk on by
You say I'm nuts 'cos I always try Not to stay down when the plan has died You won't change my head it's harder So not impressed by those kinds Those mindless turning minds Who set their fire at ease I kind of search our holy It's kind of not to be We're way out off so truly I don't lie when I say nothing We incinerate the human And enjoy it on TV We build the lies of the moment And I don't lie when I say nothing Don't try, don't dare to try - To set my mind at ease! You see yourself, all marching through You say you're free knowing what you do You dig for words fitting all that's you And I can see the right in your saying: it's beautiful to be So beautiful and mean Let's not set our fires at ease! We kind of search our holy It's kind of not to be We're way out off so truly I don't lie when I say nothing We incinerate the human And enjoy it on TV We build the lies of the moment But I don't lie when I say nothing Don't try, don't dare to try - to set your mind at Ease! Devastated, dedicated mine. Wrong located, infiltrated, fine! I kind of search our holy It's kind of not to be We're way out off so truly I don't lie when I say nothing We incinerate the human And enjoy it on TV We build the lies of the moment And I don't lie when I say nothing Don't try, don't dare to try - To set my mind at ease! Do dare to try! - May you no longer try! |
Who Wrote Truly By Michael Kiske?
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