PERFECT SYMPHONY INSTRUMENTAL They sell gossip at the auction And sell it to the people close to me I thought, friends don't betray And suddenly a heart-pounding And a heart-pounding from all the guns I thought, friends don't betray And suddenly a heart-pounding And a heart-pounding from all the guns They say it's not out of spite That it's just a joke, a little joke After all, we, Irishka, are all your friends My friends, it seemed to me the same After all, we, Irishka, are all your friends My friends, it seemed to me the same What fell, then disappeared I'll cry for my friends After all, I didn't betray them They betrayed me What fell, then disappeared They betrayed me What fell, then disappeared I'll cry for my friends Someday, maybe I'll forgive them After all, time heals wounds But I'll hardly let them into my heart And I won't reach out my hands to them But I'll hardly let them into my heart And I won't reach out my hands to them And I won't reach out my hands to them What fell, then disappeared I'll cry for my friends After all, I didn't betray them They betrayed me What fell, then disappeared Apparently, my success is in the burden What fell, then disappeared I'll get by, I'll get by, I'll give them all I'll get by, I'll give them all I'll get by, I'll give them all I'll get by, I'll give them all