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NO MAN'S LAND

 

Donít want nothing from them

There is nothing to learn

I am sailing in a boat that have no crew

I donít need nobody to pray to

Looking for a little rest in my no manís land

 

I have no a cross like Christ

Iím not so masochist

All my sins are in a place no doors or locks

Welcome to Pandoraís Box

Looking for a hideout in my no manís land

 

No manís land

Place where I can laugh at myself

And where Iíll never be banned

 

No manís land

And following the only highway

Can see a man made of sand

 

I donít care what is the crime

I donít want drag me to grime

I am whistling a tune that never was truth

My audience is too many smooth

Looking for an empty stage in my no manís land

 

I have got Dorian Grayís youth

I preserve an only milk tooth

Itís the only one that I not did lose

The others used to pay my dues

Looking for a bad loan shark in my no manís land

 

No manís land

Place where I can laugh at myself

And where Iíll never be banned

 

No manís land

And following the only highway

Can see a man made of remains of my past

The world has a giant claw

That always it used to strike me in my painful jaw

All my muscles are pain and cramp

Looking for a place where fall in my no manís land

 

No manís land

Place where I can laugh at myself

And where Iíll never be banned

 

No manís land

And following the only highway

Can see a man made of sand