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Paroles de la chanson Raise Your Glass par Blackrain
Just a feeling I get every, now and then
Like a burning flame inside my veins
Nothing that I could explain.
In the light of the day or in the dead of the night
When the energy grows and the lighting strikes
You will know when it’s time.
Raise your glass to the dead.
Raise your glass in memory of the wasted years.
And let’s get fucked up.
Raise your glass to tomorrow.
Raise your glass and drink with me.
To our joy and tears
And we dance with the devil.
Like a burning flame inside my veins
Nothing that I could explain.
In the light of the day or in the dead of the night
When the energy grows and the lighting strikes
You will know when it’s time.
Raise your glass to the dead.
Raise your glass in memory of the wasted years.
And let’s get fucked up.
Raise your glass to tomorrow.
Raise your glass and drink with me.
To our joy and tears
And we dance with the devil.
SOLO 1
Just a feeling I get every, now and then
From the burning regrets that I collect,
From the newest dreams that fill my head.
In the light of the day or in the dead of the night
When the fire revives, the stars in your eyes
Then you’ll know, it is time.
Raise your glass to the dead.
Raise your glass in memory of the wasted years.
And let’s get fucked up.
Raise your glass to tomorrow.
Raise your glass and drink with me.
To our joy and tears
And we dance with the devil.
And we’re dancing with the demons in our minds.
Just a feeling I get every, now and then
From the burning regrets that I collect,
From the newest dreams that fill my head.
In the light of the day or in the dead of the night
When the fire revives, the stars in your eyes
Then you’ll know, it is time.
Raise your glass to the dead.
Raise your glass in memory of the wasted years.
And let’s get fucked up.
Raise your glass to tomorrow.
Raise your glass and drink with me.
To our joy and tears
And we dance with the devil.
And we’re dancing with the demons in our minds.
Playing a game that seems undefined.
SOLO 2
Raise your glass to the dead.
Raise your glass in memory of the wasted years.
And let’s get fucked up.
Raise your glass to tomorrow.
Raise your glass and drink with me.
To our joy and tears
And we dance with the devil.
Dance with the devil, dance with the devil
Dance, with the devil.
SOLO 2
Raise your glass to the dead.
Raise your glass in memory of the wasted years.
And let’s get fucked up.
Raise your glass to tomorrow.
Raise your glass and drink with me.
To our joy and tears
And we dance with the devil.
Dance with the devil, dance with the devil
Dance, with the devil.
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