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On The Tightrope (The Blackmail)

An image is what I get I didn?t know But it made me smile and not regret It?s not enough But it makes you touch my hand And I don?t know what I?ve said This is not the way it seems I?m not the one I?ve been But now I?m deep down in it. Hey, call us slaves In this game We?re not in fear Until it?s over Here to remain We?re to blame But we?re not in fear Until it?s over An image is what you get We all know But it made you smile and not forget It?s not enough But it makes you touch my hand You tell me think of what you?ve said This is not the way it seems And we?re not the ones we?ve been But now we?re deep down in it Hey, call us slaves In this game We're not in fear Until it's over Here to remain We're to blame But we're not in fear Until it's over This is not the way it goes I'm not in contact with my toes I know that i'm not confessed But I think it's not the end I don't know what it takes To be the pusher in this game But now I'm falling Falling, falling, &. Hey, call us slaves In this game We're not in fear Until it's over Here to remain We're to blame But we're not in fear Until it's over