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To portray the mess i m in i get physical and start to shout, will my soul survive or will it crash and burn, just to seperate the wicked from the sad
Will my soul survive or will it crash and burn, will my soul survive or will it crash and burn
to uncover who is hiding and who is in a disguise
Will my soul survive or will it crash and burn, will the times of truth and solitude return, and in the end congregate the good and bad
just to seperate the wicked from the sad
when we re done will i be standing with my back against the wall
when we re done will i be standing with my back against the wall
where the sound of me against you ring the bells forever more
Where the sound of me against you ring the bells forever more, and in the end congregate the good and bad
Where the sky is black and the air is thin, where the sound of me against you ring the bells forever more You, i am on the dark side of the moon
Where a holy man will suddenly appear before your eyes, i have come by the use of balloons
When we re done will i be standing with my back against the wall, and in the end congregate the good and bad Got, where the sky is black and the air is thin
To uncover who is hiding and who is in a disguise, will my soul survive or will it crash and burn
do not always turn out to be true
When we re done will i be standing with my back against the wall, where the sky is black and the air is thin
I am on the dark side of the moon, to uncover who is hiding and who is in a disguise
When we re done will i be standing with my back against the wall, i am on the dark side of the moon
And in the end congregate the good and bad, will my soul survive or will it crash and burn
To uncover who is hiding and who is in a disguise, where the sound of me against you ring the bells forever more, where the sound of me against you ring the bells forever more
And my voice is mainly heard within the clouds, to portray the mess i m in i get physical and start to shout
will the times of truth and solitude return
just to seperate the wicked from the sad
To portray the mess i m in i get physical and start to shout, and in the end congregate the good and bad
To uncover who is hiding and who is in a disguise, to portray the mess i m in i get physical and start to shout, i am on the dark side of the moon
Where the sound of me against you ring the bells forever more, do not always turn out to be true Truth, and my voice is mainly heard within the clouds
as if in a pantomime
Where the sky is black and the air is thin, when we re done will i be standing with my back against the wall, will the times of truth and solitude return
Will my soul survive or will it crash and burn, where the sound of me against you ring the bells forever more Tape, standing in a ray of light
And my voice is mainly heard within the clouds, i am on the dark side of the moon
And my voice is mainly heard within the clouds, there s a room where we can go there s a place that i can take you to where the things you think you know
I have come by the use of balloons, when we re done will i be standing with my back against the wall, will my soul survive or will it crash and burn