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Loosing Control
On borrowed time
The gift of life is ours
Tear my heart out
Spit on my soul
My eyes are down to the ground
The waters wash away the pain
Oceans to the moon
Shall we sail, burn the fire
In our hearts
CHORUS
Im loosing control
Im loosing control
I give my life to you
Im falling down
Im falling down
The road that is not mine
Im holding on
Im holding on
To a world thats not the same
Im loosing control
So i've reached the point of no return
Bullet to my head
Pull the trigger, russian roulette
One last bet
Take a chance, make a wish
Set you free
A drifting vision in a storm
Tryin to find where I should be
Standing on the edge of reason
Reaching for the light
Its a chain reaction
One last traction
Out of mind, out of sight
Lets prepare for one last fight
The gift of life is ours
Tear my heart out
Spit on my soul
My eyes are down to the ground
The waters wash away the pain
Oceans to the moon
Shall we sail, burn the fire
In our hearts
CHORUS
Im loosing control
Im loosing control
I give my life to you
Im falling down
Im falling down
The road that is not mine
Im holding on
Im holding on
To a world thats not the same
Im loosing control
So i've reached the point of no return
Bullet to my head
Pull the trigger, russian roulette
One last bet
Take a chance, make a wish
Set you free
A drifting vision in a storm
Tryin to find where I should be
Standing on the edge of reason
Reaching for the light
Its a chain reaction
One last traction
Out of mind, out of sight
Lets prepare for one last fight
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