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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
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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