Donald Trump (black version)
The city beats but with a broken heart
The young and restless light candles in the park
She holds your picture,
Inside she cries
She knows your secret,
Don't tell me any lies
Chorus
Hit me, hit me, hit me with the news
Hit me, hit me, hit me with the news
Hit me, hit me, hit me with the news
Hit me, hit me
The screaming colors of the clashing lights
The crazy money that passes
Through the night
The moving shadows on empty walls
So tell me how you could
Give in to it all
Chorus
The dreaming children sleep tight
In sile
The young and restless light candles in the park
She holds your picture,
Inside she cries
She knows your secret,
Don't tell me any lies
Chorus
Hit me, hit me, hit me with the news
Hit me, hit me, hit me with the news
Hit me, hit me, hit me with the news
Hit me, hit me
The screaming colors of the clashing lights
The crazy money that passes
Through the night
The moving shadows on empty walls
So tell me how you could
Give in to it all
Chorus
The dreaming children sleep tight
In sile
The Snow In My Hand
I've seen them
So dark
Black
And yet fine
The flower they carry had once been mine
Get away from me, man of stories
Robe of lies
Stay far from me
I lie to myself (it's not hurting)
I need help, but not from you or your father
No!
Jesus Christ
Who's my saviour?
Lose myself in God's death
No!
I can't bear all this pain
I had watched the snow all day
Falling
It never lets up
All day falling
I lifted my voice and wept out loud, "So this is life?"