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Cynical Youth - Debrah Scarlett
Written by:Joanna/Deborah Bussinger/Nicolai Herwell
Am I
A child of love
Who knows who loved
Prove me wrong
And I believe
That a bond will last
And all I see
Is broken glass
And I stay on a holy ground
So thin
It melts like ice
Almost free as a butterfly
One touch on my wings I die
One touch on my wings I die
Am I
Acting paranoid
Just because I think too much
I've got my own way do look at love
Even though I'm a forest child
Are we
A cynical youth
Are we
A cynical youth
And I stay on a holy ground
So thin
It melts like ice
Almost free as a butterfly
One touch on my wings I die
One touch on my wings I die
We were born for love
We were born for love
But the world made us see
We were born for love
We were born for love
But the world made us see
We were born for love
We were born for love
But the world made us see
We were born for love
We were born for love
But the world made us see
We were born for love
We were born for love