In The Gutter
Plizzken
GENRE Harmatia makes my life a mess
Going down in sin
It ain’t easy, I confess
Going down in sin
The lightness fades and I can’t bear the pain
Going down in sin
Zero point, I can’t fill the void
All over again
The limit’s the sky
Flying so high, so high, so high
Touching the ground, one more time
The limit’s the sky, the sky
Yeah yeah!
Out in the gutter
Back on the streets again
Where you don’t need a name
And everybody’s the same, the same
Out in the gutter
Back on the streets again
Where you don’t need a name
And everybody’s the same, the same
Can you feel the heat
The heat of the street
My hunger for life
Sharp as a knife, a knife, a knife
Harmatia makes my life a mess
Going down in sin
It ain’t easy, I confess
Going down in sin
The lightness fades and I can’t bear the pain
Going down in sin
Zero point, I can’t fill the void
All over again
Out in the gutter
Back on the streets again
Where you don’t need a name
And everybody’s the same, the same
Out in the gutter
Back on the streets again
Where you don’t need a name, a name
And everybody’s the same, the same
Out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Out, out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Out, out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Going down in sin
It ain’t easy, I confess
Going down in sin
The lightness fades and I can’t bear the pain
Going down in sin
Zero point, I can’t fill the void
All over again
The limit’s the sky
Flying so high, so high, so high
Touching the ground, one more time
The limit’s the sky, the sky
Yeah yeah!
Out in the gutter
Back on the streets again
Where you don’t need a name
And everybody’s the same, the same
Out in the gutter
Back on the streets again
Where you don’t need a name
And everybody’s the same, the same
Can you feel the heat
The heat of the street
My hunger for life
Sharp as a knife, a knife, a knife
Harmatia makes my life a mess
Going down in sin
It ain’t easy, I confess
Going down in sin
The lightness fades and I can’t bear the pain
Going down in sin
Zero point, I can’t fill the void
All over again
Out in the gutter
Back on the streets again
Where you don’t need a name
And everybody’s the same, the same
Out in the gutter
Back on the streets again
Where you don’t need a name, a name
And everybody’s the same, the same
Out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Out, out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Out, out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
Out, out, out in the gutter
Back, back on the streets again
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