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8th of september - a small disclaim in today's bustle كلمات الأغنية

i wanna know the price
i wanna know the cost
i want to sell strength
when everything’s lost
i wanna shock the fear
i wanna k!ll the groove
and i know it’s just hand on me
and i know it’s just hands on me

i say yeah!
knife that cuts the fire is not faceless
i’ve got nothing
i wanna hit the groove
i wanna taste the fire
and i know it’s just hands on me
shake out the fence! yeah!
i wanna kiss the groove
i wanna feel surprised
and i know i’m just a secondary step

yeah!
knife that tells the lie is not faceless
i’ve seen nothing
knife that cuts the lie is embracing
and i’ve got nothing to do but shake myself

and i sell the strength
when the wave just blows down
and i hit the shape
when the wave just hits the ground
and i can kiss the shape
and i can taste the fire
their knives just hate our songs!

yeah!
knife cuts the sound all around us
yeah!
knife cuts the sound all around us
yeah!
knife cuts the sound all around us
and it’s one year in a second
silence used as a weapon
ninety nine percent of them
turn their living into a wreck
and there’s no choice
i mean, there’s no chance
we’re infatuated and mentalized
silence cuts the sound all around us

yeah!
yeah!
yeah!
don’t disturb anyone that’s sold as your savior!
yeah!
don’t disturb anyone that’s sold as your savior!
yeah!
don’t disturb anyone that’s sold as your savior!
yeah!
don’t disturb anyone that’s sold as your savior!
yeah!
don’t disturb anyone that’s sold as your savior!
yeah!
don’t disturb anyone that’s sold as your savior!

chance of misery
hides the real cost
machinery of faith
i think we’re lost

- 8th of september

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