Worldwide Soul from Psycho Radio by Soulbane

Raising hands, wave in the air.
And I need to find a chair before you find me dead.
I am looking for a rebel woman’s hair.
I wanna see no more long-haired balding heads.

Sole survivor in a death row.

I keep flowing in the waves.
I deserve a headache for the rest of my days.
For a while, we break through the core.
Only for a while, but forevermore.

Hand des zeigen. En la confusión.
La mia voce, questa nord... Psycho Radio.

I hear you all.
In the sound where I belong.
In your eyes, where I like to fall.
Where I rise all over the world.
There is a way to go,
seeking a morning star,
with a worldwide soul.

Pounding sound, blinding stars.
Spiralling around this whole universe.
And you may think… What do I mean?
And you may see… Madness on my heels.

Hand des zeigen. En la confusión.
La mia voce, questa nord... Psycho Radio.

(We are everything that you think that is real, We are coming so close that you can never know if there is somewhere out of this waving song).

(We are in the sound, spinning all the way around. Breaking through the time space continuum, rising from self delirium).

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