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Tending in the night light he's making shine his blade But he's just a gypsy's child he 's playing a fool game What a crazy game Injecting in his veins the serum of death He's hating all these men who bring him to his place 'Cause it's his only way to survive He's running for the deal... He's spending in the bad streets the money of this deal His heart has lost the beat he hasn't got the will Oh the will His mind is in the air and he's out of control He's leaving in a nightmare he's dancing with his soul It's the wrong way for his life Don't run for the deal... Standing in the daylight remembering the flash He's now a pretty child he's stopped to play the game What a fool game! Remembering the bad times, flying away from the past He's now screaming no more deal 'cause he has found the will to survive Don't run for the deal... From Letras Mania