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(featuring vocals by Veljanov) |
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Turn my silver into gold |
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Not afraid of getting old |
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Warm my soul, remove the cold |
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When the night comes, give me hold |
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Gold I need to build you dreams |
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Older, wiser than it seems |
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Cold as ice, you play with me |
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And you hold on to your dreams... |
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Turn my silver into gold |
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Not afraid of getting old |
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Warm my soul, remove the cold |
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When the night comes, give me hold |
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Gold I need to buy you dreams |
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Older, wiser than it seems |
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Cold as ice you play with fire |
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And you hold on to desire... |
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Turn my silver into gold |
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Not afraid of getting old |
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Warm my soul remove the cold |
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When the night comes, give me hold |
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Gold I need to buy you dreams |
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Older, wiser than it seems |
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Cold as ice, a man of means |
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And you hold on to your dreams... |