The streets are slippery and cold Just out of prison you think back In the jail you became old You feel the wild wind in your neck
You learned to protect feelings from never seen things You learned to keep your soul apart from brainwash torturings
Escaped from hell on earth This should be your second chance Escaped from hell on earth This should be your second birth
It's said this is your second chance You only have to integrate The thing is that you get no job And nobody who really helps
You learned to protect feelings from never seen things You learned to keep your soul apart from brainwash torturings
Escaped from hell on earth This should be your second chance Escaped from hell on earth This should be your second birth
Ref: Habits, an endless roundabout Trouble, the fatal shadow of a cloud
It's easy now to get in trouble Back again to your old habits This is like an endless circle No beginning and no end
You learned to protect feelings from never seen things You learned to keep your soul apart from brainwash torturings
Escaped from hell on earth This should be your second chance Escaped from hell on earth This should be your second birth
Ref: Habits, an endless roundabout Trouble, the fatal shadow of a cloud
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