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411 - Текст песни Gold & Silver
Your god is made out of your head man
 I don't believe what I'm told
 I don't say that this is all wrong now
 But who are you to judge my world
 Look out, outside it's silver
 Inside it's all the way gold
 One thousand bucks you claim for your kiss babe
 And for one dime you sell your soul
 Father, son and all this invention
 A mirror under dust and mould
 Oh my this ride is a phony
 See where we all go
 Look out, outside your window
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 Outside it's all the way cold
 One thousand bucks they pay for your kisses
 And for own dime they buy your soul
 Gold and silver
 And I sit alone before I take a sidewalk
 Of a life that is too short
 Help me flying... 
 See me flying... 
 We will find what the heavens own
 If we trust our love alone
 We will see what the angels saw
 If we free our mind and heart...

















