The Ride
No I never wanted to
Never wanted to be a slave
No, I never wanted to
To fool myself
Yes, I always dared to stay
Dared to stay innocent
Yes, I always dared to be
Be on my own
Life turned to black stone
Something that seems so hard to take
A ride with strangers
My shoulders, they will take them away
Peace turned to black stone
Something that seems so hard to change
A ride with strangers
My shoulders, they will carry them away
We'll ride to the start
Where these ghosts will jump off
They will swing and will scream
And won't care about my hope
Ride to the start
Where these ghosts will jump off
They will swing and will scream
And won't care about my soul
Yes, I should follow you
Obey your rules, the signs you showed
Seems I could not afford
To pay the bills
No, no, don't tell me where
Where all the clean white snow will fall
Where peacefull silence would
Soothe a bitter soul
Life turned to black stone
Something that seems so hard to take
A ride with strangers
My shoulders, they will take them away
Peace turned to black stone
Something that seems so hard to change
A ride with strangers
My shoulders, they will carry them away
We'll ride to the start
Where these ghosts will jump off
They will swing and will scream
And won't care about my hope
Ride to the start
Where these ghosts will jump off
They will swing and will scream
And won't care about my soul
Never wanted to be a slave
No, I never wanted to
To fool myself
Yes, I always dared to stay
Dared to stay innocent
Yes, I always dared to be
Be on my own
Life turned to black stone
Something that seems so hard to take
A ride with strangers
My shoulders, they will take them away
Peace turned to black stone
Something that seems so hard to change
A ride with strangers
My shoulders, they will carry them away
We'll ride to the start
Where these ghosts will jump off
They will swing and will scream
And won't care about my hope
Ride to the start
Where these ghosts will jump off
They will swing and will scream
And won't care about my soul
Yes, I should follow you
Obey your rules, the signs you showed
Seems I could not afford
To pay the bills
No, no, don't tell me where
Where all the clean white snow will fall
Where peacefull silence would
Soothe a bitter soul
Life turned to black stone
Something that seems so hard to take
A ride with strangers
My shoulders, they will take them away
Peace turned to black stone
Something that seems so hard to change
A ride with strangers
My shoulders, they will carry them away
We'll ride to the start
Where these ghosts will jump off
They will swing and will scream
And won't care about my hope
Ride to the start
Where these ghosts will jump off
They will swing and will scream
And won't care about my soul
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Veljanov, Ernst Horn
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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