Lyrics

One by one
The dreams die
As they were sentenced to death tonight
Try to calculate the way of life
Are there codes in our heads?
To tell us what's wrong and right
Like a puppet on the string
We can try to break away
We need fuel for our engines
While oil's flowing through our machine hearts
And fuel just to feed us
And you feed us with your lies
You feed us with your lies
One by one
The dreams die
As they were sentenced to death tonight
Try to calculate the way of life
See the open door
But I can't move along
It waits me down like a stone
We need fuel for our engines
While oil's flowing through our machine hearts
And fuel just to feed us
And you feed us with your lies
You feed us with your lies
One by one the dreams died
Written by: Michael Kloc, Peter Cerevka
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