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History sits and she tells her stories Bitter and twisted without power Sitting watching feeding her jealous mouth The future looks back to learn her lessons Memories fade while experience beckons I'm caught in the middle which way should I go Gravity's pulling me, but heaven is calling me and My head's spinning the world's twisted My head's twisted the world's spinning This generation is full of religion Fed up with a diet of nothing Give me the real thing flowing through my veins This is the day, this is the hour Show me the truth cos I want to be blinded I wanna run, which way should I go Gravity's pulling me, but heaven is calling me My head's spinning, the world's twisted My head's twisted, the world's spinning round, and round These are the days that we'll look back upon when we're old Give me tomorrow cos I cannot wait another day From Letras Mania