streets. So dark with the rage and fear. And I, I wish that I could be that bird. And fly away from here. I wish I had the wings to fly away from here. . But my my, I feel so low. My my, oh where do
live, we love, we lie. Deep in the dark, I don't need the light. There's a ghost inside me. It all belongs to the other side. We live, we love, we lie. ♪. (We live, we love, we lie). ♪. Hello, hello
