12:00 from 27 by Stefan Elbl

There's many things in life that I cannot understand, and the feel of one of them is in my hand
I weep and glare at some angels there, they just stare at me while I sear
The news have come and gone, and the reporter's gone, they said he couldn't keep on being a drone
In the end he was a clone and he couldn't carry on, so he stepped to the front and closed the door

This is how he ends the fright
Place your bets tonight


Noises come and go and the stories feel so old, when was the last time that he drove?
I planned the goodbye and why was her reply, it seems she's not fond of her role
In the end it's one more, like we've all been here before. Why does this time feel like it's much more?
His voice is now shut, I don't wanna be a bore I assure you he's been hiding so much more

This is how he ends the fright
Place your bets tonight

This is how he ends the fright
Place your bets tonight

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