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The Beaches( Beaches )
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Gold
Gold Gold Gold Gold That's what we're made of
I'm walking by these sinners and saints I don't know why they throw it all away When did my fascination grow so cold I wanna turn these colours back to
The bikers in the bands are selling their souls The modern samurai is running through snow Everybody knows the price of control Playing with the Queen of Ice you get cold
All the runners up are breaking the crowd All the animals are trying to get loud Everybody knows the price of control Playing with the Queen of Ice you get cold
The children in the maze are breaking their bones The killers in the cage are sitting on thrones Everywhere you turn you're out of control You kick 'em in the head to get your own Gold Ah ah ah ah ah ah Gold That's what we're made of
I'm walking by these sinners and saints I don't know why they throw it all away When did my fascination grow so cold I wanna turn these colours back to gold
Razor sharp we dance on the blades Can't understand the mess that we made Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Everybody knows the price of control Playing with the Queen of Ice you get cold
Slap in the face then you're on the floor Rats in the race you always want more Everywhere you turn you're out of control You kick 'em in the head to get your own gold
Gold Ah ah ah ah ah ah Gold That's what we're made of
I'm walking by these sinners and saints I don't know why they throw it all away When did my fascination grow so cold I wanna turn these colours back to gold
You'll never make it alone Run on home You'll never make it alone Run on home
Gold Gold That's what we're made of
I'm walking by these sinners and saints I don't know why they throw it all away When did my fascination grow so cold I wanna turn these colours back to gold
I wanna turn these colours back to gold I wanna turn these colours back to gold
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