On returning, I can´t believe this world is still turning, The pressure´s on, Because the pleasure hasn´t gone And I´m, Not sorry for, For the things I´ve done And I´m, Not looking for, Just anyone
On competing, Oh, when will this tired heart stop beating?, It´s all a game, Existence is only a game And I´m, Not sorry for, For the things I´ve done And I´m, Not looking for, Just anyone
I´m, Slipping below the water line, I´m, Slipping below the water line Reach for my hand, And, And the race is won Reject my hand, And, The damage is done
I´m, Slipping below the water line I´m, Slipping below the water line
The woman of my dreams, She, She never came along The woman of my dreams, Well, There never was one
And I´m, Not sorry for, For the things I´ve said There´s a wild man in my head, There´s a wild man In my head
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