All the cities - Lippie

All the cities

And all the books I have,

I can easily, burn it,

I can burn it.

All the cities

And all the books I have,

I can burn it,

Cause the evil is behind, me

This day is hard

Alone in a room,

To go where,

Traveling with some

Kinds of feelings …

This day is hard

Alone in a room,

To go where,

Traveling with some

Kinds of feelings …

Crushed by winter,

Month of January

All faces felt down

Right in front of me.

What else to say,

Where else to go,

What else to say?

All the guns

And political moods,

I can easilly hold them in my hands

And burn it !

Yeah, burn it !

All the guns

And political moods,

I can easilly hold them in my hand

And burn it !

I can burn it

Cause the evil is behind,

This day is hard

Alone in a room,

This day is hard

Where I can go

Traveling with some

Kinds of feelings …

This day is hard

To go where?

Traveling with some

Certain of feelings …

Some kinds of feelings !

Crushed by winter,

Month of January

All faces felt down

Right in front of me.

What else to say,

Where else to go,

What else to say?