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Hallucinate

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 11.09.2012

You're all access
Undeniable
Unobtainable
Is what you are
In a word
Indestructable
You're a cannonball
You're a star

Get it wild
Get it free
Get in touched
Can't you see
Get in first guarantee
Get your hands off of me

Hallucinate
It's in your head
Hallucinate
In every word you say
Hallucination
Hallucinate
It's more than you can take

It's the way you act
It's the way you feel
In your Cadillac
In your car
'Cause you're chic you wear
Anything you dare
Like a superstar
Is what you are

Let it loose
Let it go
Be the last to know
Get it back
Get on track
Be the first to crack

Hallucinate
It's in your head
Hallucinate
In every word you say
Hallucination
Hallucinate
It's more than you can take

[Guitar Solo]

Get it wild
Get it free
Get in touched
Can't you see
Get in first guarantee
Get your hands off of me

Hallucinate
It's in your head
Hallucinate
In every word you say
Hallucination
Hallucinate
Its more than you can take
Hallucinate
It's in your head
Hallucinate
In every word you say
Hallucination
Hallucinate
Hallucinate
It's more than you can take

Hallucinate
Hallucination
Hallucinate
Hallucination
Hallucinate
Hallucination
Hallucinate
Hallucination


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