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Solar Fake - Slava Ukraini 3 - CD3 - This Pretty Life (extended version)
Slava Ukraini 3 - CD3
01. Hand in Hand
02. This Pretty Life (extended version)
03. Freedom
04. War
05. The Black Door (Demential version)
06. Iron Protocol (V_2K22)
07. Back to the 80´s
08. Wall Breaker
09. Alle gegen alle
10. The Final Song (Ukraine Sampler mix)
11. Armada
12. Spuren
13. Crystal Harbour
14. Good Day
15. Die Sirenensignale
16. Ghosts of Mariupol
Your hazy image on the wall, its watching me
Here in my mind, I cannot see
Drifting off the course, apparently
I have no strength to disagree
And everyone is filled with chemicals
To get some sleep or something else
But I don't want to wake them up again
Just let it all pass

I'm not here to find the careless deeper sense anymore
I'm not here to try to fit into those worlds, that I don't belong

Get it all, then break it
How could you sink down so low?
This pretty life, you've faked it
So that you'll nеver be left alonе
But everything is waste now
So tell me why you don't know
This pretty life, a shattered vow
And nothing is left to blow

And everyone would try so many things
Like angels fly with broken wings
Needing so much time to finalize
Their self-portrait, mutating lies
Sifting through the ruins crushed by themselves
No leftovers for someday else
Seizing all remains as long as they can

I'm not here to find the careless deeper sense anymore
I'm not here to try to fit into those worlds, that I don't belong

Get it all, then break it
How could you sink down so low?
This pretty life, you've faked it
So that you'll nеver be left alonе
But everything is waste now
So tell me why you don't know
This pretty life, a shattered vow
And nothing is left to blow

And nothing is left to blow
Nothing is left to blow

Get it all, then break it
How could you sink down so low?
This pretty life, you've faked it
So that you'll nеver be left alonе
But everything is waste now
So tell me why you don't know
This pretty life, a shattered vow
And nothing is left to blow
Nothing is left to blow

Nothing is left to blow