The ivory is cold. Where is my desire
In a cage of gold, not a trace of fire
Eyes cold as ice. I`m heading for tomorrow
I am tired of waiting. I?l beg and steal and borrow
Life is to short to be wasted
So why do I sit around
Dance on the edge of a razor
Get off the ground and I`ll never return

Walk on fighting
Don`t look ever back
Walk on fighting
Don`t you look back to your cries

The phone it waits in silence. No message left by you
There is no use in crying. I know I`ve been a fool
Now it is too late. No words left to say
I gotta call it fate, forget and look away

Life is to short to be wasted
So why do I sit around
Dance on the edge of a razor
Get off the ground and I`ll never return

Walk on fighting
Don`t look ever back
Walk on fighting
Don`t you look back to your cries

Walk on fighting...

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