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None of us (BG)
 
I see clouds – and maybe I see smoke.
While was the sun, I thought I sang, I thought I lived.
But really is it so important - what do you want else?
After all none of us will come out of here alive.
 
When thunderstorm, me it easier to breathe – it's a fact;
Don't be afraid of thunder, it always falls into the beat.
Flowers that I gave you, will be stand till morning,
But none of us will come out of here alive.
 
Any home not is durable, if in the sky is steel.
I'd like to have time to finish singing, but if no, then not sorry.
I built so many walls, I so much wanted save,
But none of us will come out of here alive.
None of us will come out of here alive.


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