Alice - Jobs lyrics

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The battle will murmur of pain, ABC fire

Flame of gold on the wind

I do not see stars in tin rain

Maybe it cleared up in the morning

Paul century was fun, but singing annealed

And not going to slow down

Only the soul scars in three rows

How such a simple job to live

Do not quench the flame in his chest

Those who tried to love

She learns to tolerate the pain on the way to heaven

Work - live

And those who are not in the subject have nothing to share

Our paths to different poles

Nearsighted march limp tussle

I read a blind eye to

Do not quench the flame in his chest

Those who tried to love

She learns to tolerate the pain on the way to heaven

Work - live

Do not quench the flame in his chest

Those who tried to love

She learns to tolerate the pain on the way to heaven

Do not quench the flame in his chest

Those who tried to love

She learns to tolerate the pain on the way to heaven

Work - live

Work - live

Work - live

Work - live<br />

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Thanks to razvan