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On tire tracks I'll search in the snow For a fatal crack Or a flaw to expose My wrung out body dripping ice onto the road My pretend Ferrari takes me where I need to go On spinning wheels Oh what have I done It's all televised Lit up by the sun Old conversations pick their moments to attack My pretend Ferrari's got a paintjob full of cracks Behind tinted glass I am broken inside Behind a fake moustache there is too much to hide I shut my mouth and the illusion survives (Oooh ohhh ohhh) (Oooh ohhh ohhh) (Oooh ohhh ohhh) On engine lights My cellophane pride It's a mirror view Ignored by my eyes A changing landscape I've been too slow to react My pretend Ferrari keeps the demons off my back Letras de canciones Behind tinted glass I am broken inside Behind a fake moustache there is too much to hide I shut my mouth and the illusion survives Whatever gets me onto the other side (Oooh ohhh ohhh) (Oooh ohhh ohhh) (Oooh ohhh ohhh) From Letras Mania